Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 213 Marseille Roundabout
Levi's steps are like dancing with shackles -

On the right is a cliff.

On the left, there is a storm.

He could be crushed to pieces if he wasn't careful, but Levi didn't surrender easily. Not only that, he actually aroused incredible fighting spirit.

With one leap, he dodged.

Two dives, two dodges—

But this time, his skin was scratched and his shaky steps immediately became chaotic. In his peripheral vision, he could see a blurry light and shadow, and a bloody mouth with bared fangs and claws was roaring at him. The bloody smell mixed with saliva, mucus and blood plasma was pouring out like a rainstorm.

"Rookie!"

"Tear it to pieces."

"Kill!"

Curses explode on the eardrums, but they become the best fuel.

However, Levi stumbled and used inertia to take two steps forward. He was about to run out of energy and fell into the encirclement of three blue figures and the squeezed space of two white figures.

Obviously, the Kansas City Chiefs' teammates didn't do it on purpose, but there was only a palm-sized space in front of them, and they couldn't stretch out at all after all the bumps and bruises.

Levi kicked with his right leg, pulled his body to the inside, and walked into a trap towards a blue figure.

Danger!

But at the moment of collision, he used the force of his shoulder hitting the opponent's shoulder to gain momentum and turned 360 degrees counterclockwise to bypass the opponent.

Marseille roundabout.

The next second, he stuck to the opponent's back, cut a gap between three or four crowded figures, and rushed out by breaking through the blockade incredibly.

Everyone in the Old Oak Tavern was stunned——

I watched helplessly as Levi stumbled headlong into the storm and was swallowed up by it in an instant, with white and blue colors intertwined in chaos.

Everyone opened their mouths, but no sound came out. The entire tavern was silent.

next second.

It appeared. The white figure actually staggered again, broke away from the blue waves and came into sight again, continuing to run wildly on the green grass.

A shudder ran up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he could no longer control his scream. The Old Oak Tavern suddenly erupted in a storm. He could no longer sit still, so he clenched his fists, got off the chair, and stood up little by little, looking at the white figure moving forward in disbelief and astonishment.

His steps were messy and unstable, and his body was leaning forward severely. He was about to fall, but he continued to move forward by inertia inexplicably.

Fifteen yards!
Ten yards!

Red zone, Levi's footsteps have already entered the red zone, but at the same time, thousands of troops have also felt the boiling air waves and powerful momentum rushing towards Levi.

Levi, incredibly, took two or three consecutive strides and crossed the five-yard line in the blink of an eye. The next second, he felt the crisis as if he had eyes on his back.

A turn——

Sure enough, a blue wave was seen passing by Levi again.

Close at hand.

The two people looked at each other, and actually exchanged glances in a flash.

Levi was already exhausted and did not continue turning around. After turning 180 degrees, he turned his back to the end zone and continued to retreat, like reversing into a garage.

step.

Two steps.

In front of him, the ferocious air waves were getting closer and closer; behind him, the end zone was like a warm harbor, quietly waiting for Levi's arrival.

Three steps.

With light and agile steps, he crossed the end zone line.

At Gillette Stadium, everything was quiet except for the wind.

“Touchdown!”

Michaels' heart followed Levi's steps and rose little by little, climbing to the throat, blocking the sound, strangling the breath, and finally releasing. He could no longer control it.

"Kickoff return for touchdown."

"Toooooooooouchdown!"

"It was a 91-yard kickoff return for a touchdown. It was unbelievable, unbelievable, but we were witnessing it. It was happening."

"History, we are witnessing history."

"In his first career appearance as the first Chinese-American first-round rookie in NFL history, Levi made his statement with a 91-yard kickoff return for a touchdown."

"One tackle. Two. Three. Four. Five."

"I mean, five times, Levi got rid of five tackles. His speed, his skills, his judgment, and his calmness at the critical moment were incredible. He single-handedly fooled the entire special team of the New England Patriots and drove straight into the bull's eye with an unparalleled performance."

"Who could believe that Levi, a rookie, gave the defending champion a head start at Gillette Stadium?"

"Wow."

"I mean, wow."

Michaels felt his scalp tingling. Even though he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe his eyes. He stood up suddenly and hugged his head.

Turning around, Michaels saw the astonishment on Collinsworth's face. Both of them were at a loss for words at the same time, and just quietly enjoyed the storm at the moment.

Ah!
Ahhhhh!
The Old Oak Tavern fell into a frenzy. One by one, they could no longer control themselves and all stood up, waving their fists, roaring and letting out their anger.

In stark contrast, there was silence and confusion at Gillette Stadium.

Even professionals like Michaels and Collinsworth didn't expect this, let alone the ordinary fans at Gillette Stadium:

So, what just happened?
In the end zone.

Levi didn't celebrate, he just stood there quietly.

Keep your head up and your chest out.

The corners of your mouth slightly rise as you quietly gaze at the silent blue ocean in front of you, enjoying the quiet and peace after the noise. How wonderful it is.

next second.

Gillette Stadium finally reacted. They couldn't believe that Levi had scored a touchdown, and they couldn't believe that Levi had the audacity to challenge them?
"Rookie! It's just luck."

"The game has just begun, we will crush you, crush you!"

"Just wait and see our defense tear you apart."

Of course, the words could not be so friendly. There were many swear words that were not suitable to be said. Even from a long distance away, one could feel the endless anger from the falling saliva.

This did not make Levi back off. Instead, he smiled completely and without reservation. His natural and generous attitude seemed to say: Yes, this is what I expected.

Wait, that look and that action, why does it seem like he is training a puppy, and the next step is to throw bones and snacks as rewards?

Is this normal?

A small number of New England Patriots fans reacted, unsure whether they should continue to curse, and were caught in a dilemma:

What's going on?

The other side of the field.

Brady also noticed it. First there was dead silence, and then the whole audience started cursing. Such a huge gap was not easy to ignore even if one wanted to.

Obviously, Brady finally realized Levi's existence and blew the horn with a kickoff return touchdown, which made Brady stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

He wouldn't let his knees shake because of a kickoff return for a touchdown, that would be too stupid, but Levi had his attention.

"Maybe, I'll witness an interesting game today." Brady also began to jump on the spot to warm up, and his enthusiasm began to be secretly mobilized in his bones.

Just then, when Levi was about to leave the field after celebrating with his teammates, he turned around and his eyes met with Brady's. They exchanged glances unexpectedly, but Levi was not nervous nor did he back off - surprisingly, he did not provoke either. Instead, he nodded slightly to Brady.

Wait, is this rookie nodding to the goat on equal terms?
Brady: Haha, that's funny.

(End of this chapter)