Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 647: 646 Unrivaled Chapter 647: 646 Unrivaled The unexpected often arrives without any sign or warning, catching people off guard.

And so it was at this moment.

The Cincinnati Bengals had just begun to gain momentum, finally finding some rhythm amidst the chaos and hesitation.

Their smiles had not even had the chance to stretch to their fullest when suddenly, a twist of fate upended the situation, plunging the Cincinnati Bengals into the abyss.

“Fuller!”

“Fuller is on the return, but clearly, the Bengals offense was not prepared, with a noticeably sluggish secondary reaction from the players.”

“Fuller has crossed the kickoff line, Dalton!”@@novelbin@@

“Andy Dalton is trying to stop Fuller, Dalton has gone all in!”

“Oh, spectacular.”

“Fuller withstands Dalton’s full-force tackle attempt, Fuller is readjusting, Fuller is regaining his balance, Fuller is back on track.”

“Fuller, oh, Fuller!”

“The entire Bengals offense is desperately chasing, but Fuller is out of their reach.”

“Touchdown!”

“Exquisite!

Fuller completes his first pick-six of the season, delivering a heavy blow to the Cincinnati Bengals.”

“There’s no doubt, this could once again change the course of the game.”

“God, this must be incredibly tough…”

Hum, hum hum hum.

A roar over the eardrums.

Shame, frustration, anger, suffocation, irritability, and more all rush in at once, threatening to explode if not vented immediately.

And so, the Lewis-branded blow dryer kicks into action once more, heated up.

Not far off, Fuller, drenched in sweat after sprinting at full speed, turns around to see Jones, Houston, and others who had escorted him catching up with pats on the back.

Houston steps forward and gives Fuller, who has newly joined the team this season and released endless energy, a big hug; his smile blooms unchecked, “Careful now, they might send you the bill for a brain aneurysm, demanding compensation for health loss.”

Fuller, clueless, follows Houston’s gaze and then sees Lewis, his face crimson and sweat pouring down as if he is about to explode any second.

But Fuller isn’t worried and looks away, “Even if they send the bill, it shouldn’t be to me.”

Fuller looks in another direction.

Houston follows his gaze.

So, is Fuller’s target Li Wei or Mahomes?

Observing the burning fighting spirit and boiling blood in Fuller’s eyes, Houston boldly guesses: Li Wei?

After all, not just Fuller, Mahomes is also looking towards Li Wei.

That guy, like a flea in high spirits, is blissfully ignorant of the interception’s gloom, eagerly gearing up to take the field.

Then, Li Wei reminds them that possession still remains with the Bengals, causing Mahomes’ shoulders to sag, his disappointment unhideable.

This scene brings clarity to Houston.

This season, Houston has been feeling the strain, with injuries large and small being one aspect; on the other hand, it is the decline of his body’s functions and the slow recovery after each game, all reminding Houston that no one can defy the laws of biological clocks.

He has resentment, regrets, some fear, and anger,

But now, seeing the team, seeing Li Wei, Houston’s restlessness and anxiety ease slightly.

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No matter what, the team was slowly getting on the right track with the young second and third-year players, and with Li Wei around, he didn’t need to worry about the future of the Kansas City Chiefs.

At the same time, he couldn’t give up either.

Young players had their way of playing the game, and veterans had their invaluable treasures.

He still had ambitions to fulfill, so how could he possibly lose to these youngsters?

No no no, Houston would not let them have the spotlight all to themselves.

“Interception!”

“Justin Houston completes a beautiful interception!

The Cincinnati Bengals’ fake pass and real run strategy failed to deceive the veteran linebacker’s keen senses.

Houston ended the Bengals’ offense with a solo tackle, delivering Dalton his first strikeout of the second half.”

“The Cincinnati Bengals Offense hit a wall head-on, once again.”

“Despite their utmost effort, truly utmost effort, to get back on track; the Kansas City Chiefs Defense hardened at the critical moment.”

“Houston carried out a critical third-down ground offense, once again proving that the old guard is not dead, relying on experience to end the Cincinnati Bengals’ offense that had lasted a full five minutes and crossed the halfway point.

In a hard collision, he subdued the momentum of the Bengals, and the offensive power was back in the hands of the Kansas Chiefs.”

“The Cincinnati Bengals plunge into a deeper crisis, the brief surge of energy in the locker room during halftime seems to have been utterly depleted, and Lewis’s team is facing an unprecedented severe test.”

You could tell that the commentator was doing his best to save face—

First, everyone was expecting a thrilling offensive battle and genuinely believed that the Cincinnati Bengals could threaten the Kansas City Chiefs, creating some suspense about the outcome, but…

is this it?

Secondly, as a commentator, he must remain neutral, whether the game was utterly boring with constant yawning or completely one-sided.

He still had to squeeze out some highlight moments, like squeezing toothpaste from a tube.

Just as the Cincinnati Bengals seemed to finally erupt with some energy in the second half but had not yet managed to counterattack, they were once again pinned down and harshly rubbed into the ground by the Kansas City Chiefs.

The narrowing score difference was widening once more, hinting that this might be the end of the game.

However, deep down, there still lay a glimmer of hope—

Even if a Bengals comeback was now as difficult as ascending to the heavens, at least they could show their fighting spirit and courage, battling until the end.

Not just focusing on the win or loss of a single game, they also should look at the spirit of the entire season.

If they could make the fourth quarter exciting, it would be praiseworthy.

Even if they lost the game, at least they could win respect, as well as hope for the future.

However.

The Cincinnati Bengals Defense completely failed to stop the Kansas Chiefs Offense.

After just suffering an interception, Mahomes became like a Super Saiyan, a series of dizzying passes forming shockwaves that left the Bengals Defense completely disoriented.

“Fake handoff!”

“Mahomes’s deceptive passing motion fools the Cincinnati Bengals Defense once again.”

“Li Wei…

oh, no, this time it’s Hunter with the carry.”

“God, the Cincinnati Bengals Defense makes a second consecutive misjudgment, now having lost their positions; we almost forgot that running is Hunter’s main job.”

“Li Wei, block, beautiful!

Li Wei blasts open Atkins’s interception, clearing a path for Hunter’s ground advance, and Hunter’s steps have surged forward.”

“Hunter!

Wow, Straight Arm Block, Hunter directly plows through linebacker Vigil, who loses his balance and falls straight to the ground, allowing Hunter to keep pushing forward.”

“Ten yards!”

“Twenty yards!”

“Twenty-five yards!”

“Bates, Safety Bates is the last line of defense, Hunter goes head-to-head with Bates, the two getting entangled.”

“Wait, Hunter, breakaway, end zone.”

“Bates couldn’t hold onto Hunter, Bates commits a holding foul, but it’s all too late, Hunter forcefully breaks through the defense, carrying the ball into the end zone!”

“Touchdown!”

“That’s a touchdown!”

This…

The game, it seems to have completely fallen apart.

Should it even continue?

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