Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1670 Frightened upon hearing the news
Torrential rain, lightning, and thunder made the Bill & Melinda Stadium seem like the end of the world, violent and raging.

Surrounded and intercepted, ambushed from all sides, rammed, pulled, fouled, and even resorted to using their numerical advantage to devour Li Wei alive. Buffalo Bill showed no mercy, baring their fangs and going all out, not just to grab and intercept, but to try to tear Li Wei into countless pieces.

Chaos, tyranny, and murderous intent permeated the air.

however!
Amidst the noise and chaos, the figure wearing the away jersey, number 23, broke through the space like a white lightning bolt.

Boom! In an instant, water droplets shot out and exploded in the air. A crystal-clear white halo filled the water droplets, and the whole world shone with brilliant light.

That splash of white, flowing smoothly and effortlessly, broke through the encirclement and escaped to safety, its stumbling and unsteady steps leaping and turning in the puddles.

Behind them, a dark mass of people, their deep blue jerseys soaked through with water, turned a deep black, relentlessly pursuing the number 23, one after another, fearlessly charging forward. Their footsteps and bodies crashed against the ground, splashing water everywhere, creating a misty, turbulent atmosphere, as they pressed on towards the number 23 with the intensity of burning their lives.

A deafening roar reverberated in my ears and mind, yet I couldn't utter a sound. I stared blankly at the scene before me, trembling with shock.

Language is pale and powerless, even meaningless. I just sit there, stunned, using my own eyes to witness and remember, to feel the magnificence and shock before my eyes.

Five digits.

Ten yards.

The 23rd raced faster and faster, and wherever the white lightning passed, thunder roared, torrential rain, gales, and earthquakes struck, as it continued its mighty charge forward.

Fifteen yards.

Twenty yards.

It sped off, its seemingly precarious steps actually making its way through the raging waves with the graceful fluidity of an iceberg ballet.

Thirty yards.

Forty yards.

Behind them, dark clouds loomed, and a dense, imposing array of figures resembled a massive army pressing in, as thousands of troops chased and besieged the lone warrior in front.

however!
That lone wolf, weak and alone, unleashed an unparalleled aura, cleaving through the waves and riding the wind, transforming into a streak of white, turning the vast blue, gray, and black of the world upside down, relentlessly splitting through the chaos and opening up a brand new world.

Finally, we reached the other side—

Head held high, chest out, standing tall and upright, like a war god descending.

Finally, the turbulent waves in his mind completely exploded. A tingling sensation shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his scalp tingled, and goosebumps erupted all over his body. He screamed, and the sound returned to the live broadcast room. Instantly, an unparalleled energy burst forth, overturning Bill's Stadium and exploding in the sky above the North American continent.

“Touchdown!”

It's just a single sentence, a simple and straightforward word, yet it makes people dizzy, their blood boil, and they even forget to breathe, just shouting and roaring to their hearts' content.

"Da ah ...

"Li Wei!"

"Livy will rule the world!"

"It's not the first time, it's not the second time, and we can be 100% certain that it won't be the last time. We will all witness Li Wei perform a miracle."

"legend!"

"Undoubtedly a legend! God, how did Li Wei do that?"

"A run, a breakthrough down the middle, the goal was five yards to set up for second down, but this is Levi, the one and only Levi. He casts his magic again, snaps his fingers, and transforms the five-yard ground drive into ten yards, breaking free from one encirclement, then a second, and completes the breakthrough, leaving everyone else in the dust."

"A 53-yard long-distance touchdown!"

"Levy single-handedly destroyed the Buffalo Bills' defense!"

"From the front line to the second line, they were completely unable to stop Levi. The entire Buffalo Bills defense was lost and helpless in the torrential rain."

"Touchdown!" "Amidst the torrential rain, the three-time defending champion broke through head-on to score a touchdown with absolute dominance, making a statement and launching a counterattack with concrete actions—"

Never underestimate the Kansas Chiefs. Never!

"Whether it's victory or defeat, whether it's good times or bad, anyone who underestimates the Kansas City Chiefs will pay the price, possibly even a crushing defeat, because the Kansas City Chiefs have always been able to demonstrate their resilience and willpower. This is the key to their three championships and also the foundation for their continued pursuit of a four-peat."

"The Kansas Chiefs are still the Kansas Chiefs that strike fear into the hearts of all."

"And Li Wei?"

"Li Wei is still Li Wei. Li Wei is still that beast that people worship and tremble in fear. No one dares to provoke him, and no one should provoke him."

"Otherwise, this is the price."

"Unparalleled! Unbelievable! Four seasons after entering the league, Levi can still deliver amazing performances and still shut everyone up!"

Corpses littered the ground, wounded and battered. The entire Buffalo Bills defense, exhausted and disheveled, collapsed in the muddy, rain-soaked ground, panting heavily.

Li Wei stood in the battlefield, panting heavily and drenched in sweat. Sweat and rainwater mingled together, and he was steaming. He looked like a god of war, his eyes burning with murderous intent as he stared at the battlefield behind him. The killing intent and fighting spirit in his eyes were still burning fiercely, not only not fading, but growing stronger.

"continue."

Li Wei shouted.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

"continue!"

Li Wei continued shouting and roaring, his soaring passion from the depths of his dantian erupting fully as his gaze swept over the disheveled defensive players of Buffalo Bill.

No, this is not the end, it's just the beginning.

If anyone thinks that the Kansas City Chiefs will plummet into oblivion once their winning streak comes to an end, bring it on, I'm here waiting.

He, Li Wei, number twenty-three, awaits your arrival.

However, there was still no response.

Li Wei clenched his fists and roared like a lion.

"Keep going, ahhhhhhh!"

This is not the end. It can only end when Li Wei says it is over. This game has just begun, this battle has just begun. He has only warmed up. It is far from over. Does Buffalo Bill only have this little bit of energy?
Wake up! Wake up!
Is that all it takes to challenge the Kansas Chiefs?
The torrential rain continued to pour down, the whole world roared, but Li Wei's voice and figure still broke free from their restraints and rushed towards us.

Let the storm rage on.

Then, from the far reaches of the sky, at the edge of the world, came a mighty, thunderous roar—

Ah!
That was... the roar of Kansas City.

Ahhhhh!
Carter. Anderson. West. Provost. The Gallas couple. Karen Gray.

One after another, they clenched their fists and roared to the sky.

Ahhhhh!
The entire city of Kansas City rallied together, fearlessly facing the challenge head-on; they were ready.

Buffalo Bill was trembling.

Josh Allen stood on the sidelines, peering through the rain and mist, silently watching Li Wei, who stood menacingly in the end zone, all his words and breaths suppressed.

Only by standing face-to-face with Li Wei can one feel that aura, an invisible and intangible yet real halo and presence.

Josh Allen: Damn it! Who said Levi was injured? Which bastard spread the rumors and now they're in such a pathetic and humiliating situation!

(End of this chapter)