Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1727 - 1720: Absolute King (7)

Li Wei held nothing back, releasing all the remaining speed in his body, as if racing against time.

This was unusual.

Because Wanfu Mary tests not the speed of the wide receiver, but the ability to compete in the end zone. Li Wei had no reason to charge forward with all his might, especially when exhausted.

This slight anomaly made David lock onto Li Wei.

Step by step, continuously retreating, seeing as the end zone was almost within reach, yet David still couldn’t determine what Li Wei and Mahomes were plotting.

At that moment, Li Wei accelerated, increasing his speed further, sprinting towards the end zone.

Warning! Warning!

David turned his head to see the other Tampa Bay Buccaneers players all flooding to the other side; turned again to see Mahomes in the pocket had already thrown the football.

Push off, swing the arm, flick of the wrist.

Like drawing a bow to shoot a sculpture.

Bam, in an instant, all the power was infused into the football, blasting out swiftly.

David was startled, though the football still had a parabolic path, Mahomes did not arch the rainbow bridge of the parabolic path like a normal long pass, the entire flying arc was relatively flat, as if... as if a modified version of a short pass.

Mahomes. The unicorn arm.

In the NCAA, Mahomes exhibited more than just outstanding arm strength, but since entering the NFL, such opportunities have become less frequent.

In front of David, memories surfaced.

Ten yards!

Twenty yards!

The football flew rapidly, pulling a flat arc across the field like a bullet, shooting towards the right side of the end zone where the number twenty-three silhouette was sprinting.

Oh no!

The pass target of Mahomes was Li Wei, the Kansas City Chiefs orchestrated a diversion, exploiting the Tampa Bay Buccaneers’ psychological advantage of guarding the end zone and executed a reversal.

Brady:...

David was already dashing out, but!

Li Wei was truly fast, Li Wei was incredibly fast!

Even fully guarded, David still couldn’t keep up. Seeing Li Wei accelerating a second time, about to shake off his control, David knew he had no choice.

Push off. Exert force. Collision.

All in!

David abandoned the idea of intercepting and breaking up the pass, opting directly for a collision.

In a flash of lightning, decisive and fierce, just as Li Wei was about to break through his controlled area, David hurled himself at Li Wei like a torpedo.

Got it!

Just as a thrill of joy arose within David, at the next moment he realized Li Wei resembled a top ballet dancer, tiptoeing, executing a clockwise spin amidst the collision, with an elegant move, shaking off David while both spinning and stumbling, his steps already entering the end zone.

David instantly held his breath, eyes fixed on Li Wei, left-hand fingers barely grasping Li Wei’s jersey, willing to foul, ready to drag Li Wei down with him, but centrifugal force yanked his body away, fingers gradually loosening, watching helplessly as Li Wei met Winfield.

Ha!

The entire arena held its breath.

Thalia. Carter. Watt. Reed. Veach. Li Yi. Jiang Yin. And so forth.

The noise of the whole world vanished.

Li Wei, in a leap and spin, feet brushing against the ground faintly, seemed as though he might fly away at any moment, just like that, entering Winfield’s embrace.

Li Wei. Winfield.

Met in the end zone, standing near the midpoint of the right side of the end zone.

In the fast-changing game, Winfield had no time to think, acting purely on instinct. He initially tried to block Li Wei’s position, preventing him from receiving the ball, his attention mostly focused on the flying football.

But in the next second, Li Wei aggregated inertia, weight, and force onto him. Winfield realized he became Li Wei’s cushioning pad, Li Wei was using him to control the center of gravity, even preoccupying the position to complete the catch first.

Oh no!

Quick decision, Winfield shoved off Li Wei, moving not only forward but outward, as long as he could force Li Wei out of the end zone, even if Li Wei caught the ball, stepping out of bounds would invalidate the catch.

One must say, Winfield reacted swiftly, and made the right choice in adversity.

Li Wei could not control his center of gravity at all, being flung out like a sandbag. After spinning clockwise earlier, he was now spinning counterclockwise.

Three hundred and sixty degrees!

The entire world spun rapidly, everything blurred into a whirl of colors, pouring down like heavy rain.

But amid the spin and chaos, Li Wei used his toes to control his body, finding the football’s position in the wobble, leaning back, with his upper body extending, waist, torso, arms, stretching out.

His right hand raised high, over the heads of both Li Wei and Winfield, finding the line.

Winfield, trying to shake off Li Wei and push him out of bounds, had no time to interfere with the catch, grit his teeth, and pushed hard.

Li Wei’s toes clung to the ground, sliding across the grass, right hand raised, over his head, spreading his fingers open in his palm.

For a moment, the world paused, all eyes focused here, even the reactions on the field frozen.

Sound of wind. Light. Heartbeat.

Everything, completely frozen.

Then, the football deftly and spiritedly nestled into Li Wei’s right hand, mighty fingers curled in, firmly controlling it, his waist even extended further to ease the pass’s tail force, completing control.

One-handed catch.

Perfect!

But that was still not all.