Dominate the Super Bowl

"Attack!"

Mahomes announced the snap, is the Kansas City Chiefs going to use the "Cheating Motion" again?

No, not this time—

Shotgun Formation.

Li Wei didn't start early but patiently waited, only taking off after Mahomes snapped the ball. He burst past Kelsey and Hardman's positions, sprinting straight up along the sideline.

Meanwhile, the Chiefs' left side, with Hill and Watkins, were also surging forward with full force, racing along vertical routes after the snap.

Especially Hill, showcasing the speed of a racing meteor, unleashed his pace along the sideline, sprinting ferociously. Even Li Wei couldn't catch up initially, as he had first moved laterally before cutting into a vertical route. All eyes were now focused on Hill.

Hill, unstoppable.

Hill cleverly utilized the rule that cornerbacks and linebackers are not allowed to make contact or pull wide receivers before the quarterback throws the ball. He instantly shook off his covering cornerback, sprinting with all his might and releasing his absolute speed to firmly capture the attention of the secondary defense.

One Hill, combined with a calm and composed Watkins, created a crisis on the Chiefs' left flank, which was the Titans' right.

The Tennessee Titans' secondary was on edge, with hairs standing on end—

Vrabel opted for a six-man rush, focusing on the front lines, making the backfield inevitably vulnerable, showcasing a do-or-die posture; yet the secondary couldn't rely entirely on the front lines for a sack. If they failed to sack, Mahomes' ability to strike from the backfield was something everyone feared.

Hill's presence, Watkins holding the line, immediately made the Titans' right flank tense, easily capturing all the attention.

Linebackers, cornerbacks, and safeties all sprinted toward their right side, keeping an eye on the chaos in the pocket while focusing on Hill.

But… where is Li Wei?

Despite the Kansas Chiefs Offense having eleven players, with plenty of dangerous players, amid the chaos and disturbances, no one could forget about Li Wei's presence.

His presence was too strong.

A moment's hesitation, a moment of confusion, and the Titans fully advanced like bulldozers over the line of scrimmage in a forward charge on the left flank:

A single grain of wheat, breaking through the ground.

Safety Kevin Byard was the first to notice this scene, possibly even the only player to notice.

Byard, now in his fourth year, had already proven his abilities in his second year, the 2017 season, earning a Pro Bowl spot for his outstanding performance. Yet, in the same year, he experienced a heartbreaking wild card game loss to tonight's opponent, the Kansas City Chiefs, with his teammates.

He won't let history repeat itself.

The twenty-third!

The league's illustrious and invincible number twenty-three, he would help his fellow classmate Henry pull one back, giving number twenty-three a ruthless slap, letting this guy know that the NFL is not his playground where he can take whatever he wants!

Byard reacted promptly, even if he had to face Li Wei alone without any teammate support, he wouldn't be afraid.

This year, Byard's overall performance wasn't very remarkable, but at crucial moments, he showed his heroic nature, intercepting passes from Josh Allen, DeShaun Watson, and even Tom Brady during the wild card game. He wasn't afraid of solitary confrontations, much less from quarterback challenges.

The blood was boiling.

Tonight, Mahomes focused on short passes, not giving the safeties and cornerbacks a chance to show their interception skills—until now.

Byard quickly glanced at Li Wei's figure, making a judgment at once. Based on Li Wei's speed and posture, the Kansas City Chiefs were likely targeting a long pass, perfectly matching the Titans' blitz. If Mahomes broke free, his connection with Li Wei could sync perfectly.

Byard wasn't concerned about the effectiveness of the front rush; he was focused on the backfield.

Moving in, closing the distance, yet not rushing forward, he maintained a gap with Li Wei.

Byard's steps lingered at the edge of the Red Zone, believing Mahomes' throw should be around twenty to twenty-five yards. He didn't need to worry about Li Wei, just keeping his eyes on the football would do.

No matter how fast Li Wei was, Byard had already positioned himself early, staying a step ahead to block, rendering Li Wei's personal ability useless—

Interception, that's his goal.

What Li Wei, haha, sorry, he wasn't in his eyes.

Byard stayed vigilant, his peripheral vision constantly scanning Li Wei's position, but his attention was mainly on the football's parabolic trajectory.

Subconsciously, Byard adjusted his steps based on the football's flight path.

Step back once.

Then, step back two, three steps.

Wait!

Byard saw Li Wei right in front of him, who had been dashing forward, suddenly stopping and turning on a U-turn route.

Damn it!

Byard immediately sounded the alarm: he had been tricked.

If he didn't understand what was happening by now, he might as well retire early. Obviously, this wasn't a long pass, merely a medium pass.

The unexpected coordination between Mahomes and Li Wei broke the convention. Mahomes passed around fifteen yards, and the speeding Li Wei even had to run back to catch it.

Damn!

Only now did Byard catch up, and he was clearly a step behind, outsmarting himself, unable to block Li Wei. He had given Li Wei space.

At an easy pace, composed and calm, Li Wei looked back and easily caught the football—

First down, secured.

In an instant, Arrowhead Stadium fully revived, hearts leaping to the throats.

After Li Wei caught the ball, his steps were already near the twenty-five-yard line. Clearly, Li Wei wasn't satisfied with just a first down; this advance was far from over.

However, after a quick spin and a breath not yet released, Byard was already right in front of Li Wei, blocking his path.

The face hidden under the helmet was ferocious and ruthless. Byard gave Li Wei no breathing room and, with the inertia of his forward charge, crashed straight into him.

Making use of the time difference, before Li Wei could react, Byard seized the opportunity, fully unleashing his strength.

Li Wei had no time to adjust; following the inertia of just having spun around, his steps continued clockwise without pausing, deftly shifting positions.

Just an arm's length apart, they narrowly missed each other.

Byard was momentarily stunned, baring his teeth in disbelief; however, he didn't relent, instinctively falling to his left side, his entire body colliding with Li Wei's back, forcibly adding his weight to break through Li Wei's position.

Ah, ah ah ah.

Byard, using his shoulder and back as a fulcrum, released all his force amid the jostling and bumping.

In the immediate chaos, Li Wei's body was jolted and pushed out of position, drawn into the storm; yet, Li Wei's steps didn't falter, maintaining lightness and agility. After his first clockwise spin, with another swift clockwise rotation, he smoothly diverted the impact—

Escape, redirecting the force, a second displacement.

Amidst the upheaval and chaos, the overlapping of force and force, the intertwining of energy and gravity, the sway of balance and center of gravity, both players' steps were out of sync.

Yet ultimately, the bodies entangled together still separated in the end.