Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1682: Practice
Young Josh Allen did his best; he truly gave it his all.

However, amid the healthy back-and-forth between JJ Watt and Chris Jones, Josh Allen had almost no breathing room.

12 of 27 passes completed, 44.4% completion rate, 111 yards, one touchdown, and two interceptions.

All the data points are at career lows; they are simply appalling and a complete mess.

Of course, no one forgets the terrible weather in Buffalo, where the relentless rain was a complete disaster for passing and offense; but similarly, the Kansas City Chiefs' relentless and tough defense made matters worse, leaving Josh Allen disoriented and completely lost.

The atmosphere was gloomy and disheartening throughout the game.

Perhaps, in the midst of despair and distress, we shouldn't overlook the fact that Josh Allen scored a touchdown pass, but that's all there is to it.

By the end of the game, the rain had mostly stopped, and the Kansas City Chiefs stopped their aggressive play, turning the game into garbage time early. Josh Allen seized an opportunity to complete a touchdown pass, salvaging some pride and barely proving that he wasn't a spineless coward in a high-stakes match.

But can Josh Allen really breathe a sigh of relief?
Beep! Beep beep beep!
As the final whistle blew, Josh Allen's tense nerves instantly relaxed, not because the tension eased or because he had given it his all, but because the nightmare was finally over. The game had been long and dark, seemingly with no end in sight, but it was finally over.

Josh Allen was completely soaked, wet and cold inside and out, with sweat and rain mixed together, feeling hot and cold all at once, and his nerves were pounding.

His muscles were stiff, he was frozen in place, panting and exhausted, unable to move.

After being washed by the torrential rain, the entire Biel Stadium was completely refreshed. The grass was greener than ever before, and the gleaming railings and spotless steps made the stadium stands cleaner than ever before. The air was filled with the clean and fresh scent of soil, but this was not the case for the players and fans.

One or two of them looked like drowned rats, just pulled out of the water, their lips pale, their faces bloodless, and they were a complete mess.

However, this is not the case for everyone.

For example, Li Wei.

Wet and sticky, Li Wei was the same, having just come out of the water, but he didn't look like he had just been through a disaster of scrubbing and torment. Instead, he looked like he had just enjoyed a vacation, surfing, swimming, and sunbathing on the beach. He was in high spirits and exuded a bright and sunny aura from the inside out.

With a slight upturn of her lips, her confident, composed, and calm demeanor made her appear vibrant even as she traversed the mud, captivating all who saw her.

Finally, Li Wei stopped in front of Josh Allen. After taking off his helmet, his handsome and refined face was revealed, and his eyes, like grapes soaked in water, looked over.

"A fantastic match."

Li Wei said.

Looking at the poised and upright Li Wei, Josh Allen felt a surge of frustration and sorrow grip his heart, and his words impulsively broke free from their shackles.

"The game wasn't exciting, you should know that."

This is not Josh Allen.

Josh Allen wouldn't normally act like this, but at this moment, looking at Levi, an impulse to rebel and defy suddenly burst forth without warning.

He wanted to challenge Li Wei.

"Heh." Li Wei laughed, not flustered at all, but with a bright smile in his eyes. "I don't know how you feel, but for us, it was a wonderful match."

Be open and honest.

Josh Allen, "Because you guys won again?"

Li Wei: "No, because we found the motivation to keep fighting. Victory isn't that great, and defeat isn't that terrible. People always like to exaggerate the significance of victory and defeat, but fortunately, we stayed clear-headed, saw this clearly, and refocused our attention on the game." "As for the result, let the game itself decide; everything will fall into place naturally."

"That's why I'm satisfied."

Straightforward and wise.

Li Wei's smile widened again. "Looking forward to our next meeting."

Josh Allen stared at Levi, completely stunned. He tried to provoke Levi, but Levi standing in front of him was so calm and straightforward.

There was no arrogant condescension, nor any condescending pity.

In Levi's eyes, Josh Allen found respect and appreciation on equal footing, and his cheeks flushed slightly as he felt ashamed of his provocation.

Watching Levi's retreating figure, Josh Allen took two steps forward to catch up. "Looking forward to seeing you again!"

Li Wei turned around, looking disheveled but with a bright smile, "I will continue to give it my all."

Josh Allen's passion surged, "Me too!"

So this is the demeanor of a leader, the style of a superhero. Josh Allen gazed at Levi's retreating figure, his eyes filled with admiration and longing.

Starting today, Josh Allen has a brand new goal and dream: he wants to become a player like Levi.

That composure, that posture, that attitude and spirit towards the game, towards the opponent, towards competitive sports—it's more than just perseverance and tenacity.

Of course, there's also their performance on the field.

Without a doubt, Levi delivered another spectacular top-level performance, almost single-handedly shattering the Buffalo Bills' defense.

When people talk about the Kansas City Chiefs vs. Buffalo Bills game, the performances of JJ Watt and Chris Jones deserve a lot of attention, but all the focus and attention still falls on Levi, including Watt and Chris Jones after the game, who focused entirely on Levi.

Watt said, "A rookie is still a rookie, working hard and sincerely in every game. But after we experienced a regrettable defeat, the rookie still showed this spirit and attitude, which undoubtedly inspired us. He proved once again why he is the best player in the league."

As a close friend, Watt was generous with his praise—

This time, no one objected.

On social media, the haters and trolls all shut their mouths, because in the face of irrefutable facts, continuing to argue would only make them look guilty and foolish.

24 runs, 215 yards, four touchdowns.

These are Levi's running statistics for the entire game. Whether it's breaking 200 yards in a single game for the first time in his career, or the impressive figure of 8.96 yards per run, or his outstanding performance of scoring four touchdowns by himself throughout the game, he completely destroyed the Buffalo Bills.

Buffalo Bill: We can't stop them. We really can't stop them.

Imagine the Buffalo Bills' defense using a massive, ten-man rush to pass the ball to Levi, only to have him break through and deliver the fatal blow. What kind of despair and bewilderment would that be?
When people began to question and criticize Li Wei, he did not bother to respond. This was not only because he did not need to lower himself to argue with those people, but also because he knew his own abilities and condition. He focused on the game and on himself, and responded with his performance on the field.

Naturally, those attacks will degenerate into envious, jealous, and hateful remarks, disappearing with the wind and losing all power.

Li Wei remains Li Wei, aloof and unattainable; while his haters remain haters, huddled in their parents' basement, using their keyboards to fight the world.

(End of this chapter)