Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 598: 597 break out of the armor Chapter 598: 597 break out of the armor Artie Burns’s footsteps were slightly staggered.

After getting rid of Kelsey’s entanglement, he didn’t have time to catch his breath.

With all his might, he threw his body forward, continuing the charge with inertia and centrifugal force whipping around him.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

In Burns’s eyes and mind, there was only the red number 23.

Clenching his teeth and tensing his muscles, he hurled himself at his opponent without any reservation.

Closer, even closer—

Li Wei didn’t dodge.

He came face to face, and Burns wouldn’t let Li Wei get away.

He stared dead at Li Wei, watching for any sudden changes in direction.

Between the shaking and swaying of steps, he was always ready to follow through.

However, there was none.

Relief.

Burns knew his judgment was correct and was about to make a precise tackle, but he still didn’t relax.

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Hold.

He held his breath.

In the next second, Burns saw the football switch to Li Wei’s left hand, his right arm straightening, and a pillar erected between them at the first instance—

Straight arm block!

Alert!

As Burns wobbled, he added all his body weight into the push, throwing everything into the tackle, preparing to overpower with sheer strength.

The clash was head-on.

Bang.

Burns felt an overwhelming force from his left shoulder instantly release, his chest tightened, and before he could even cry out, that force continued to barrel forward, propelled by Li Wei’s right shoulder, layering on top of each other.

A touch.

It was just a brief contact, yet Burns spun out like a top, flying away like a kite with its string cut.

The world spun wildly.

Burns: Shit.

“Straight arm block!”

“Spectacular!”

“Li Wei flips Burns with one hand!

Burns doesn’t stand a chance, like a rag doll, Beast Mode shining again at Arrowhead Stadium!”

“Li Wei, unstoppable!”

“Thirty-five-yard line!

First down secured, but no one can stop Li Wei!”

“The entire Pittsburgh Steelers secondary converges!”

“TJ Watts!

Vince Williams!

Sean Davis!

Terrell Edmunds!”

“Steelers players are swarming from all directions, converging around Li Wei!”

“But Kansas City Chiefs offense are rallying like the Avengers, with Kelsey and Watkins already hurrying over!”

“Li Wei, Li Wei’s speed fully unleashed!”

“Undoubtedly, Li Wei remains one of the fastest running backs in the League, Watt is at full speed behind him but can’t close the gap.”

“Jesus Christ!

This is just like an Olympic 100-meter final!”

“Li Wei, wait, Li Wei!”

A sudden halt, with no forewarning, Li Wei, who was sprinting at full speed, actually stopped in his tracks.

A moment of astonishment, to the extent that Michaels’s commentary was suddenly cut off, leading one to suspect a sudden microphone malfunction.

Everyone else failed to keep up with the pace.

TJ braked too late, unbelievably charging past Li Wei.

But TJ reacted swiftly, halted abruptly and pivoted clockwise on the spot, facing Li Wei, and immediately saw the upward curl of the mouth under that helmet, like a devil’s grin.

What’s going on?

TJ startled, his sense of danger clutching at his heart, but before he could react properly, he was following Li Wei’s move instinctively.

Li Wei moved laterally to his own left.

TJ followed, preparing to pounce as Li Wei took a step, but collided with another obstacle instead, watching helplessly as Li Wei slipped through his fingers.

Half a beat too slow, TJ only then realized he had collided with his teammate, Williams, both of them in disarray.

Li Wei had already burst past Williams and charged forward.

Right ahead, the two safeties, Davis and Edmund, who had been ready to close in, were now forced to shift their weight and restart their approach.

Edmund was about to step forward when he collided with Kelsey.

Thus, Davis was the only one left to rush towards Li Wei.

The thirty-yard line!

The twenty-five-yard line!

In the blink of an eye, Li Wei had burst forward another ten yards, and then Davis appeared in front of him like a roadblock.

Li Wei, fearless, prepared for a head-on collision, but he caught a glimpse of a red figure to his right—

Watkins.

Without hesitation, Li Wei took two steps to the left, making room, and Watkins, with agile speed, intercepted in front of Watkins, and the two collided directly.

Li Wei quickly scanned left and right, the end zone was now close ahead.

But a black figure was still in relentless pursuit.

TJ Watt.

“Watt is chasing, God, Watt has reached his maximum speed.”

“However!”

“Li Wei is also accelerating, unbelievable!

Incredible!

Li Wei has fully unleashed his speed.”

“The fifteen-yard line!”

“Li Wei is running faster and faster, faster and faster, Watt has been left behind!”

TJ watched in despair as Li Wei’s figure got farther and farther away in his field of vision, surging ahead unbeatably, that burst of red showing a determined dominance.

The ten-yard line.

The five-yard line.

And then—

“Touchdown!”

“Touchdoooooooown!”

“Li Wei!”

“Kansas Chieftain’s number twenty-three, Li Wei, a forty-two-yard rushing touchdown, and it’s also his third touchdown of the game.”

“Jesus Christ, last season’s Super Bowl MVP facing the Pittsburgh Steelers, showing no mercy.”

“Listen, Arrowhead Stadium is unleashing their roar.”

Felix was the first to stand up, singing passionately.

“He’s here, he’s there, he’s everywhere, he’s the Edgerunner, Li Wei, Li Wei, Li Wei!”

Smiles, radiantly blooming, a heart so hot it might just burst.

Throughout the stadium, waves of intense heat rolled in like magma, Kansas Chieftain’s home ground’s red wave displaying its mighty force once again.

Bright red, scalding, pouring out beyond the TV screen.

Ah!

Ahhhh!

Bell clenched his fists, unable to contain the passion and joy in his chest.

He jumped up, throwing his arms up and shouting.

Not just him, throughout the villa, all friends and family turned into a surging wave of heat, cheering mindlessly for Li Wei.

Because of the Pittsburgh Steelers, and not just because of the Pittsburgh Steelers.

More important than beating the Pittsburgh Steelers and showing up Bell’s team was Li Wei proving the value of a top-notch running back in such a game.

Maybe a running back isn’t a quarterback; maybe running backs can’t control the game like quarterbacks do, that’s a fact; but a running back is always an indispensable link in a Football team, an elite running back can’t be compared with an ordinary one, and a running back is definitely not a disposable tool.

Today, the Steelers ignoring Bell reflected the League’s general undervaluation of running backs.

If possible, Bell wouldn’t want to hold out or strike; he would love to stand on the field and directly compete with Li Wei to see who truly is the number one running back in the League.

But as things stood, Bell had no choice but to watch the game live at home, carrying the label of “greedy,” fighting for recognition, both for himself and for all running backs.

So, Bell admired Li Wei—

They were competitors, even enemies, yet Li Wei still stood up in his own way, making his voice heard.