Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 475: 474 Face the Challenge Chapter 475: 474 Face the Challenge The air was slightly oppressive.

Silence reigned in the Kansas City Chiefs’ locker room.

No one spoke, interacted, or even exchanged glances.

Each person was absorbed in their own world, seemingly unable to snap out of it, still caught in the shock lingered from the stunning way the first half ended.

Honestly, the Chiefs had performed exceptionally well in the first half, despite missing a field goal.

Overall, they showed top-tier performance; yet, they still ended the half trailing behind, in such a fashion that, it stuck in their chest like a breath neither swallowable nor spittable.

For a short while, they were puzzled and confused, their brains paused in thought—

How should they perform, and how could they improve, to turn the game around?

No answer.

Creak.

Houston entered through the door and immediately felt the stifling silence clasp around his ankles like quicksand, dragging his heart slowly downward.

Instinctively, his step faltered.

Houston tried to speak, but the words spun around on the tip of his tongue and ultimately, he swallowed them down, dragging his heavy feet to an arbitrary spot to sit—

Last time on defense, he had sensed something amiss but still failed to keep a tight leash on Foles.

In Houston’s view, that was his dereliction of duty.

As for the “Philly Special,” Houston didn’t even care to say that name, let alone think of it; just recalling it sparked a raging fire in his chest.

Then.

The locker room door opened again, and the bustling noise and chaos from the U.S.

Bank Stadium crowd surged in, breaking the heaviness inside.

“Wow, that’s impressive, truly impressive, the Philly Special!”

Houston: His fist clenched.

“Did you guys just see that?

Nick totally fooled everyone.

How did he and Jason communicate?

When to snap the ball, when to start the play, it was all seamless, catching us totally off guard.

Coach Pederson’s trick play was incredibly bold.”

“And it’s not just that…”

The words trailed off as Kelsey signaled to Li Wei, who then finally noticed the tense and subdued atmosphere of the whole locker room.

Dozens of glaring eyes focused on Li Wei as if anything further he might say could unleash the unknown.

At a glance, Li Wei saw the anger in Houston’s eyes, a fury he tried to suppress but couldn’t keep from his gaze.

Heh.

Li Wei was utterly unfazed.

Far from it, his smile even grew wider as he chuckled lightly.

“What’s the matter, did I touch a nerve?

Surely not, such thin skin?

Come on, guys, we should be more confident and composed.”

Kelsey almost choked on his saliva, coughing violently, and kept giving Li Wei warning looks.

Li Wei saw them but didn’t care.

“Jason—oh, sorry, Travis, is your eye twitching?”

Kelsey felt desolate: Why did Li Wei have to bring up the worst topic at hand?

Was he worried the tension in the Chiefs’ locker room wasn’t high enough, reminding them there’s a mole amongst them—Jason Kelce’s brother?

The atmosphere became even more delicate.

Li Wei just laughed openly, “Ha.”

Sincerely.

“Honestly, I was a bit nervous in the first half; after all, it’s the Super Bowl, and it’s the first time my parents have come to watch me play live.”

“But now, after witnessing the ‘Philly Special’, I’m not nervous at all.”

The locker room: …

Dead silence, but the gazes silently converged on Li Wei, filling the space around him.

Li Wei’s face showed utter calmness, an air of straightforward sincerity.

“It’s not underestimating the Philadelphia Eagles, nor is it contempt for them.

Quite the opposite, because the Eagles performed well, they ignited my fighting spirit.”

“They were impressive, and we are every bit as impressive.”

They stood tall and proud, brimming with confidence, their chests puffed out as they welcomed the challenge with a grin.

From within, they radiated an aura that seemed to say “let the storm rage harder,” firmly capturing everyone’s attention.

“Look, the Philadelphia Eagles came prepared.”

“Again, it’s Clement playing the ace, and Foles’s Philly Special caught us off guard.

Clearly, Coach Pederson was well-prepared; they did a lot of pre-game preparation and had enough courage to execute in the game, displaying an unwavering belief and fighting spirit.”

“They’re strong, incredibly strong.”

“But that’s exactly why we need to give one hundred and twenty percent of our energy and effort to meet the challenge and take them head-on.”

“Please, we’ve been waiting for this day, haven’t we?”

“When we step onto the field of U.S.

Bank Stadium, do we really expect a completely dominating, satisfying victory?”

“No.”

“We’re looking forward to a fair fight, an all-out battle at the peak of our abilities.

Now, the Philadelphia Eagles have made their move; it’s our turn next.”

“Honestly, I’m very excited right now because I have a feeling that we will put on a fantastic show with the Philadelphia Eagles in the second half.”

“The Eagles have even played their trump card, ‘Philly Special.’ Fourth-and-one, quarterback touchdown reception, and yet, they’re only ahead by six points.”

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“It means we’re not losing.

In fact, we’re still contesting, we’re still fighting, we haven’t unleashed all our energy yet.”

“Hey, guys, isn’t that worth celebrating?

We’re about to go into the ultimate showdown, with no holds barred, with full vigor, without any regrets.”

One sentence after another,

One cheer after another.

Li Wei wasn’t lying; every person in the locker room could truly feel the excitement and jubilation radiating from within, their passion alight—

The more difficult, the more intense, and the more contested, the more thrilling it becomes.

This is the ultimate secret of competitive sports.

Without being able to help it, Houston couldn’t hold back.

“Freak.”

He said.

But once he finally found his voice, a smile crept onto his lips.

Houston’s tense shoulders gradually relaxed, and a surge of boldness and courage swelled in his chest.

“So, what now?”

Houston looked at Li Wei, who spread his hands and shrugged lightly.

“We wait for the coach to lay out the tactics.

Honestly, in the first half, I didn’t even finish warming up.”

Roar, roar, roar.

Amidst the encouraging shouts, Li Wei spread his hands, “In the second half, I really hope it gets more intense.

I feel like my muscles haven’t even stretched out yet.”

His confident demeanor brought laughter throughout the locker room, and Mahomes finally regained his spirits, “We may not be overconfident, but we’re going to win, right?”

Li Wei nodded vigorously, “Exactly, Sherlock already has the answer.”

Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha.

“Before the coach comes in, don’t you guys want to check out the halftime show?

Justin Timberlake, bringing sexy back.”

As he spoke, Li Wei began to do the Moonwalk.

Kelce was merciless, “Oh, my eyes, my eyes—I beg for a pair of eyes that hasn’t seen this.”

Boom.

The locker room erupted into laughter; the mood was lifted from the earlier lull, as lively as the “Saturday Night Live” green room during a break.

At the entrance of the locker room, Childres was full of radiant excitement as he turned to look at Reed.

Reed stood calmly confident, “I told you, we don’t need Eric’s help—our locker room already has a new leader.”