Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1184: A Pass

Tight, sticky, hot——

It continued to rise little by little and became increasingly intense until the entire audience fell silent.

Swift had never seen anything like it.

In the stereotype, even if you have no interest in it, you may have occasionally seen photos or videos of stadiums that are always crowded and bustling. So when you are really in it and feel the rolling heat waves coming towards you, it is not unfamiliar, and it is easy to relax and become a part of it.

What is in front of me seems strange.

There were 90,000 people in the venue, bustling and densely packed, but in the tense and intense atmosphere there was no sound, as if they had temporarily forgotten to breathe.

Hold your breath and stare.

It was not until this moment that I finally felt deeply that sometimes silence is more powerful than noise. The hearts of all the spectators in Wembley were beating wildly, but they were united together in the chaos and their strength was condensed.

There was complete silence, even the air seemed almost silent.

However, Mahomes calmed down instead.

To be more precise, it’s not so much calmness as it is the lack of time to be nervous.

Everything is connected quickly, which tests their daily training level and the degree of tacit understanding among the players. There is no time to think, so naturally there is no time to be anxious or afraid, no time to hesitate or feel uneasy.

Concentrate and focus wholeheartedly.

This allowed Mahomes to get back to his familiar rhythm.

Despite his hot breath and a fire burning in his chest, Mahomes announced the kickoff without hesitation or delay.

"attack!"

The sound cut through the sky and exploded over the silent Wembley.

boom! Bang bang bang!
As expected, the Los Angeles Lightning defense had no time to communicate or think, and continued to apply pressure in the frontcourt almost instinctively.

With a determination and decisiveness of going all out.

So, what about the Kansas City Chiefs?
Shotgun formation, five arrows, Hill and Watkins on the left, Kelce and Hardman on the right, plus Levi standing inside the slot.

Following Mahomes's command to kick off, all five players started rushing forward.

No hesitation, no delay, without exception, just sprint forward.

There was only one outlier: Levi.

Levi did not rush forward in a straight line, but quickly approached the position where the two sides' forwards were entangled, and he could see the unstoppable Bosa head on.

Bosa, the Super Saiyan, burned his small universe and burst out with incredible energy. He stepped forward and passed the opponent in an instant, cutting into the pocket in one fell swoop.

The whole action was done in one go. Even the other players of the Los Angeles Chargers could not keep up with Bosa's energy intensity. Bosa had completed the breakthrough.

Then, Levi came.

With shoulders lowered, knees bent and body turned sideways, Levi maintained the standard posture of an offensive tackle.

Bosa didn't have time to think. He didn't care why Levi didn't run vertically to serve as the fifth receiving point, nor did he care whether Levi played the role of the sixth offensive lineman. He didn't have time to think about other possibilities hidden behind Levi's actions, because he knew that this was what Levi was good at.

Once he started thinking about Levi's intentions, whether he was right or not, he got into Levi's rhythm.

He must develop at his own pace and seize his opportunities.

Now Bosa has only one thought:
Sack Mahomes. Anyone who stands in my way dies.

Precisely because he has no distractions, Bosa's reaction speed and starting time are the fastest. With 100% concentration and dedication, he is unstoppable.

The same thing happened when Levi came.

Push off the ground, step forward, and rush forward.

Bosa assumed a charging posture, his Qi sinking into his Dantian, and the power of continuous ground pushing was obviously bursting out, and he rushed towards Levi head-on. Approaching.

Closer!
Seeing that they were about to collide, Levi never expected that he would stick to Bosa's body and turn 360 degrees counterclockwise to avoid the collision.

Marseille roundabout!

Bosa: ???
What's going on?

If it were anyone else, Bosa might have thought the other player was chickening out.

But Levi?

impossible.

The only explanation is that Levi's original purpose was not to be the sixth man on the offensive front line, this was just a smokescreen; but the real purpose hidden behind the smokescreen is unknown.

Besides, there is no time to think carefully.

Bosa had only one thought in his mind: Oops.

Because Levi was out of position, Bosa's powerful impact missed him, and he stumbled forward, losing control of his body.

The next second, Bosa could see from the corner of his eye that Mahomes quickly retreated calmly to create distance, and then moved laterally to the quarterback's blind side, starting to read the defense and looking for a pass target.

An ominous feeling gripped Bosa's heart.

Now that Levi has left, no matter what the Kansas City Chiefs' strategy is, as long as they capture Mahomes, they can cut it off at the source.

Bosa staggered, holding his breath, and controlling his body in an incredible way, his feet slipping and swaying as he chased after Mahomes.

Mahomes was highly focused. He had just gotten rid of Bosa's entanglement and was moving sideways to the left when he saw the figure of another defensive end, Ingram. With a ferocious look on his face, he tried to get rid of the confrontation with the offensive line, waving his hands and rushing down like an octopus.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

The Los Angeles Lightning's defensive front line went all out, and the layers of pressure exploded.

But Mahomes didn't panic.

They had anticipated this scene a long time ago, and precisely because they had anticipated it, Levi took the action to break the situation, temporarily alleviating the crisis for him and buying him some breathing space.

This little bit of breathing space is enough for Mahomes.

He pushed with his left leg, braked suddenly, and kept his distance before Ingram approached; just as his steps paused, a bloody storm came from behind, rushing towards him with all its strength, and the muscles in his back tensed up instantly.

The center of gravity shifted, he pushed off the ground and turned around, rotating counterclockwise to shift positions. As the world spun, Mahomes and Bosa's eyes briefly crossed.

Bosa threw his body out without hesitation, and failed to hit Mahomes at the first time, but his upper body still kept up with the pace and threw himself on Mahomes' shoulders, and his body weight and strength were all added up to pull him down violently -

Ugh!

However, just as he exerted force, the center of gravity suddenly lost its grip without warning. Bosa grabbed Mahomes' jersey in panic and refused to let go. At this time, he no longer cared about the yellow flag and tried his best to entangle with the opponent.

Mahomes had only one thought in his mind:
get rid of.

Pushing the ground, pushing the ground, pushing the ground, the continuous force of his feet helped him grasp his center of gravity in the storm of collision and squeezing, struggling to break free from the octopus's entanglement.

Stumbling and falling, Mahomes was on the verge of falling, but the desperate situation ignited his passion. He continued to push off the ground tenaciously, as if he was dragging a giant tire behind him, and his footsteps sank into the sand.

but!

The upper body was still strong, extending straight upward and outward, and using the force of Bosala behind him as a support point to stretch out.

At this moment, Bosa was unable to hold on and his strength loosened!
Mahomes flew out, and before his feet touched the ground, he held his breath with the strength of his waist and abdomen, and swung his right hand out like a whip.

With a wave and a flick——

Whoosh!
The football drew a beautiful parabola.

(End of this chapter)