Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 678: Clown Juggling

Game!

There is no doubt that this is still a game.

The Baltimore Ravens pressed the pass throughout the game, forcing Mahomes to abandon his habit of medium- and long-range passes and get into the quagmire of short passes, so that the Kansas City Chiefs never got into their comfortable rhythm.

At the critical moment that really determined the outcome of the game, the Kansas City Chiefs took advantage of the situation created by the Baltimore Ravens' continuous pass pressure, started with the word "speed", disrupted the opponent's rhythm, and created a chaotic situation.

Obviously, both teams were trying to control the tempo, and this time, Mahomes showed his strengths of being calm and daring in the face of danger, turning the situation around with a realistic passing move and a calm attitude. In a flash, without revealing any flaws, his smooth movements controlled the opposing defense like a puppet master.

Including Urban. Including Suggs. Including Humphrey.

with no exceptions.

With a pause and a turn, Mahomes looked at Kelce and raised his hand to pass the ball. Even Mosley, who had been staring at Levi, paused.

Because Mosley knows how difficult Kelce is. If Mahomes connects with Kelce and Humphrey alone cannot stop him, then he must retreat to help defend.

Just as he paused, Mosley saw Mahomes passing the ball.

This time, it's real.

Mosley clearly saw the football slip out of Mahomes' control, 100% sure; but then Mosley began to doubt his life.

What about football?

In the air, there is still no parabola of the football flying.

Mosley was stunned. Could it be that this football was like a yo-yo, that it could be taken back after being thrown out? What kind of magic show was this?
At this moment, Mosley caught a glimpse of the reddish-brown flight path from the corner of his eye.

Have it.

The connection position between Mahomes and Kelce should be about 30 degrees, but Mahomes' passing arc is a little open outward, about 45 to 50 degrees, and the football flies diagonally in front of the sideline.

Just five yards.

The goal of the pass is...

Mosley's breathing was cut off and he couldn't help but curse out loud:

Grass.

Levi, damn Levi.

In that brief millisecond when Mosley's footsteps paused slightly, Levi's lateral footsteps had already rushed out quickly along the diagonal line.

Time!

It was a complete gap, with no one in the five-yard space around Levi.

Light and agile, he rushed forward along the diagonal line, then turned sideways and easily picked up the high-speed spinning football like plucking stars with his bare hands.

Fast, flat and straight.

Mahomes' pass was like a bullet, accurate and sharp, but Levi's handling gradually showed the professionalism of a wide receiver. He prepared his hands and waited for the football to go into his palms, tightened, controlled, and turned around. Without stopping or hesitating, he rushed out.

With a glance, I could see a black storm in front of me on the left, stopping suddenly and turning, then rushing towards me with gnashing teeth without hesitation.

Mosley.

His face was ferocious, his eyes were murderous, and he was emitting murderous aura. He was like a propeller spinning at high speed, throwing off his center of gravity and rushing forward with all his strength following inertia.

The bloody smell instantly stung Levi's cheek.

Mosley got a little ahead of the others and used his experience to get into position.

If Levi continued to move forward, the two would meet at the intersection; if Levi stopped, Suggs and Urban behind him were trying their best to encircle him.

In a flash, Mosley showed his years of experience in the arena, forming a triangle to surround Levi. Mosley's eyes flashed with a provocative light, as if he was mocking Levi's insignificance and helplessness:
How about it, are you scared? It's normal. It's normal for ordinary people to be stunned by the collision just now. It's not surprising that you are afraid of collisions and injuries. It's normal for a superficial person like you who relies on popularity to expose your true nature.

are you afraid?

It's right to be afraid, because Mosley will not show mercy. If he hits you the first time, there will be a second time.

If he had the chance to do it again, he would still aim and hit without hesitation to teach the Super Bowl MVP a lesson. He treated all opponents in the league the same anyway, so why should this rookie be more precious and fragile, and they should handle him with care?
Brutal, violent, murderous and merciless.

Mosley burst out with incredible energy, rushed straight over, and aimed at Levi's knee again.

So, what should Levi do?
A head-on collision, knocking Mosley over, to avenge the violent collision just now?

No, of course not.

Levi is mature and calm enough. He will not forget his real mission just because of Mosley.

If Mosley thinks that his crude and crude provocation can stir up any ripple in Levi's heart, then Mosley is a real clown who is unaware of his own joke.

Speed ​​and power were fully released. Levi was speeding up and Mosley was also speeding up. They were about to collide head-on at the intersection.

close!

Closer!
Close at hand!

The power contained in Mosley's muscles burst out instantly, "Ah!"

break out.

However, the expected collision did not occur.

Mosley missed his target and all his strength hit the air without even a sound. How...what happened?

Mosley was stunned, and saw the red flame rising into the sky from the corner of his eye. He subconsciously tilted his head to look at the sky, and watched in a daze as Levi jumped over the hurdles. The light leap passed over Mosley's head, and easily resolved Mosley's desperate gamble.

Unrestrained and elegant, waving his sleeves without taking away a cloud.

Looking at Levi and then looking at himself, Mosley felt as if he had swallowed a hundred flies. His stomach was churning and he felt extremely uncomfortable and nauseous.

I felt humiliated, angry, annoyed and frustrated.

But before these emotions could arise, they were swallowed up by a green wave of air that was within reach in the next second. The overwhelming force came towards him and completely enveloped Mosley. He rolled out in a Hot Wheels posture, leaving a trace on the ground.

Same as a snail.

As the world spun, Mosley could only see the figure of number 23 walking away: Damn.

To Levi, that obstacle was nothing.

Sprint, run-up, jump, and leap.

All in one go.

After his feet landed on the ground, he didn't even need to bend his knees to lower his center of gravity. Just like a world-famous 110-meter hurdles athlete, he completed the switch smoothly and at high speed. His feet moved forward without encountering any obstacles or obstructions. Between the bumps and jumps, his speed was further released.

Triangular encirclement, opening a gap right in front.

then.

Levi broke through the siege in this way.

Five codes were as easy as taking something out of a bag, and the conversion of three gears and three codes was successful, but it was obvious that Levi had no intention of stopping.

Diagonally in front, cornerback Humphrey is approaching at full speed.

(End of this chapter)