Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 819 Blatantly
Push off the ground, start, and step forward.

Van Noy instinctively moved in one go without any hesitation, taking a step forward to apply pressure immediately, but keeping his body's center of gravity mobile.

Five pass rushers, not seven.

The reason is very simple. The Kansas City Chiefs should be mentally prepared now. The raid will no longer be a raid, and the effect of the pass rush pressure may be discounted. Relatively speaking, the Kansas City Chiefs should seek a completely new offensive route.

Therefore, no matter what the offensive strategy of the Kansas City Chiefs is, the New England Patriots need to be prepared. In addition to the five pass rushers, the two linebackers need to act according to the situation and must not let the "Chiefs Special" happen again.

As Van Noy stepped forward, he caught a figure out of the corner of his eye:
Levi.

That damn number twenty-three.

Van Noy never ignored the existence of No. 23 and remained vigilant at all times; more importantly, he noticed Levi's actions.

Levi. Kelsey.

A cross-position switch, Levi moved forward and Kelsey retreated.

What's going on? Is Kelce going to advance the ball?
They did not forget that at the beginning of the second half, the Kansas City Chiefs used all running backs to completely disrupt the New England Patriots' defensive rhythm and sounded the clarion call for a counterattack.

Now, the same old trick?

In a flash, Van Noy's footsteps paused for a second.

But he did not stop, instead he turned around and chased after Levi at full speed.

reason?

No reason, pure intuition.

Van Noy saw that Levi did not stop and continued to advance vertically——

Obviously this is not a screen for Kelce.

Is it possible to use it as bait to divert attention like we just did?
Van Noy could not deny this possibility, but his mind was completely on Levi, and in a split second he could only trust his intuition.

Start, push off, and exert force.

From the very beginning, Van Noy did not hold back, learned from the lesson just now, unleashed all his speed, and tried his best to keep up.

However, it is not enough.

The brief moment of hesitation that Van Noy had just experienced because of Kelsey caused him to lose the initiative, and he found it increasingly difficult to face Levi.

Van Noy stuck to his position, moving horizontally, just sticking to Levi who was rushing forward vertically, but this time, after just five yards, he felt that he could not catch up with Levi, and saw that Levi was about to get rid of his absolute enemy -

Something bad is happening.

Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.

Van Noy's speed has reached its limit. His feet cannot keep up with his head and his body begins to shake. He tries to destroy Levi's balance by squeezing and colliding with his body, but he ends up floating in the air in a daze.

Damn!

This was extremely embarrassing. Not only was his speed completely crushed, but his strength was also unable to contend with him. He felt ashamed standing in front of Levi.

shame!

The nightmare memory of being crushed by speed fifteen seconds ago came back again, grabbing Van Noy's heart so tightly that he almost couldn't breathe.

With the New England Patriots' 40-yard line just around the corner, Van Noy knew he might not have a chance if he didn't act.

make a prompt decision.

Van Noy reached out and tugged at Levi's jersey, pulling it twice stealthily, but to no avail, like scratching an itch through a shoe, Levi was completely unaware.

Simply, with gritted teeth and determined heart, Van Noy blatantly pulled Levi's jersey, not only exerting force, but also entering wrestling mode.

"foul!"

"God, Van Noy, foul!"

"Such an obvious foul, but there was no yellow flag! What on earth was the referee doing? A repeat of the last decisive moment of regular time in the National League final!"

"Unbelievable! Foul! Foul!"

Romo slammed the table and stood up, his eyes full of shock, the anger in his chest almost exploding.

Nantz wanted to dissuade Romo, saying they needed to stay calm and objective, but when he saw Van Noy committing such a blatant and reckless foul and still no yellow flag appeared, he was also stunned.

Where was the promised home whistle? Where was the promised league's secret favoritism towards Levi? The Arrowhead Stadium went crazy, unable to believe their eyes.

There were boos.

Jenna didn't understand what was going on. Not to mention the foul, she didn't even fully understand the basic rules. But at this moment, her focus was not here:
Levi!

Levi, didn't give up.

Regardless of whether there is a yellow flag or not, Levi did not give up or surrender easily. Levi is still running, using speed and strength to fight against Van Noy's shamelessness.

He refused to compromise.

Hitting, pulling, kicking, and running wildly.

Levi showed incredible courage amidst the bumps and collisions; but before Levi could get rid of Van Noy, Jason McCarty had already arrived and formed a pincer attack again.

This scene seemed familiar.

This time, however, Mahomes passed the ball.

……

Fall back. Move. Watch. Wait.

Mahomes remained patient, paying full attention to the entire faceoff amid the chaos of the New England Patriots' pass rush pressure.

Levi?

No, Levi is still the bait. The crossover between Levi and Kelce is purely a smokescreen. The real passing target is Hill or Watkins——

Be adaptable.

Hill took the lead and rushed straight to the end zone, aiming for a touchdown without hesitation, but the New England Patriots' cornerback kept entangled with Hill, and the safety seemed to have noticed it and was quickly moving closer to shrink the protective net.

Just as Mahomes was looking for Watkins, a bolt of lightning struck him from a close distance.

Danger!

Mahomes took a step back and Kelce rushed over laterally to break the ball.

Smart cooperation.

Mahomes had gained some breathing space and was about to adjust his steps, but he found that the next flash of lightning broke into the end of his left field of vision.

Blind side.

Mahomes: ???
Before he could react, Hightower grabbed him from behind and, like a romantic porcelain scene from "Ghost," clamped his hands around him, but Mahomes wasn't interested.

Uh.

With a muffled groan, Mahomes' knees went weak and he almost fell to the ground; but at the critical moment, Mahomes gritted his teeth, pushed the ground continuously, and exerted force continuously, and incredibly got rid of Hightower's grip and actually rushed out sideways again.

Oops!

The force to break free was so strong and fierce that my calves could hardly support it. My knees were shaking and my ankles were swaying, as if I was walking on a tightrope.

Danger! Danger!
Every cell in Mahomes' body was sending out serious warnings, but he had no time to worry. He supported the ground with his left hand, regained his center of gravity, and looked up quickly at the court while stumbling and falling.

However, his center of gravity was unbalanced and he fell directly below the horizontal line, making it difficult to see the space on the court.

What about Hill? What about Watkins?
Wait, Levi!
Mahomes saw Levi who was entangled in a one-on-one duel, and cornerback McCarty who was eyeing him not far away. Levi was obviously not in the best position to receive the ball. Should he look for other targets to pass the ball to?
However, Hightower and Roberts, who had gotten rid of Kelsey, surrounded them again.

It's on the verge!
There was no time to hesitate.

Push off the ground. Turn your body. Swing your arms. Apply force.

The lower body was shaky and could hardly provide effective support. Mahomes relied entirely on the strength of his upper limbs to force the ball forward, and the football drew a trajectory -

Ran out.

The next second, Hightower tackled Mahomes again like a wolf.

However, Mahomes' eyes were fixed on the football's ascending trajectory.

Fly, keep flying.

(End of this chapter)