Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 676: 675 Palpitating Heart
 

Surprise attack!

The game had just begun, and the Baltimore Ravens Defense had already pushed forward completely, unleashing a six-person raid without any warning.

Only one lineman remained to guard Li Wei—

Mosley.

The other linemen had all joined the defensive line, with misplaced positions and cooperative efforts, creating a dizzying tactical layout and teamwork. With a numerical advantage, they formed an absolute oppression, directly breaking through the Chiefs’ Pocket like locusts swarming in.

Forceful. Sudden. Deliberately planned. Seizing the initiative.

Rip!

The Pocket was torn, and Mahomes was surrounded by fast-moving black figures encroaching from all sides, plunging him into crisis.

So, what now?

Although Reed hadn’t anticipated Harbaugh’s move to perfection, the preemptive strike by Harbaugh did not surprise Reed, and he had prepared well.

Mahomes was back-pedaling, one step back, the front densely packed, smoke rising everywhere. Forget about reading defense or finding passing targets—a slight delay in movement could mean being devoured by the dark shadow.

But Mahomes was not flustered. He turned and decided on-the-spot to pass the football to Li Wei, without hesitation or delay, making the whole action crisp and sharp.

It seemed, this was a running play.

Although the Ravens had chosen the surprise attack, the Chiefs countered with a running play right through the front, watching as the Ravens Defense players reacted quickly, changing direction instantly to surround Li Wei—

Whether it was Mahomes or Li Wei, the locusts swarmed them all the same, and the result might be the same—to be completely devoured.

Something was a bit strange.

After Li Wei took control of the football, he did not exhibit a running back’s usual stance to seek a breakthrough opportunity but moved sideways instead, with Mahomes mimicking each movement, making them look like synchronized short-track speed skaters, indistinguishable for a moment.

Then, at that moment, Li Wei and Mahomes split apart, one to the left, one to the right.

The spectators, caught off guard, realized a moment later that the football was still in Mahomes’ hands.

From the start, the football had remained with Mahomes—

A deceptive fake handoff. Mahomes shifted all the attention to Li Wei, using him as a decoy to divert the Ravens’ raid focus while buying time for Mahomes to read the defense again, like lightning.

A fake run and a real pass.

In a word, “fast.” Opposed to the Ravens’ fierce and robust challenge, it still secured a precious breathing space amid the roaring storm.

Mahomes took a brief pause and was ready to pass the ball.

If another short pass connected at this time, it would be unlike any other from earlier that afternoon, as the entire Raven’s defensive line had pushed forward for the raid, the second-line defense evolved into a one-on-one coverage, ensuring that, once connected, the Chiefs’ receivers could gain continuous advancing space.

In an instant, the Ravens’ top-tier defensive line caught up, their reactions quickening a third time, stopping and turning rapidly, like a waltz. They twirled and jumped blindly, holding their breath, muscles tensed, lunging towards Mahomes again.

Close quarters!

On the brink!

Two black figures appeared right in front of Mahomes, both hands raised high swinging side to side like windshield wipers, interfering with the passing view while prepared to block and intercept; even if not capturing him immediately, they could still ingeniously use their experience to disrupt the pass.

Mahomes paused mid-step, his right hand ready to pass, pulled back, then turned to toss the ball lightly behind him—

The stadium, stunned.

Even Nantz and Romo in the commentary booth were shocked, let alone everyone else.

The football, like a playful little elf, lively and cheerfully nestled into Li Wei’s arms, that number twenty-three figure already outside the Pocket.

In front, a clear path.

Oh no!

The Baltimore Ravens Defense collectively sounded the alarm as they fully pressed forward with a raid, but they never anticipated being led by the nose by a well-prepared Kansas City Chiefs. Now, their posture of full-on charge, abandoning their balance, resulted in a complete loss of initiative, unable to keep up with the football’s changing rhythm.

Second reaction, third reaction, but it was already too late for a fourth reaction.

However, there was one exception.

Mosley: Watch me.

Mosley, with his gaze firmly locked on Li Wei, responded instantly, laser-focused, shadowing every move of Li Wei regardless of how dizzying or deceptive the interactions between Li Wei and Mahomes were. Mosley focused solely on Li Wei.

Step up, turn, lunge forward.

A series of movements, smooth and flowing, with figure number 23 now within arm’s reach.

Mosley: Hehe, kiddo, I knocked you over once, I can do it again. Sorry, my strength is a bit much, just bear with it.

Getting closer, even closer.

Mosley finally realized something was off—

Li Wei. He wasn’t coming closer.

Logically, Li Wei was supposed to run the ball, either laterally or vertically. He always needed to move, to look for a breakthrough, to push forward.

But Li Wei didn’t.

Now it was just Mosley moving towards Li Wei, wait, what did that mean?

“Hehe.”

Mosley seemed to see a smile forming at the corner of Li Wei’s mouth under his helmet, and his heart sank with a thud—

A palpitation. Oh no, was this what being thrilled felt like?

Li Wei’s right hand, a light toss, and the football was released.

Incredibly!

Mosley, completely frozen, tried to brake urgently, attempting to straighten his knees and stretch out his arms to disrupt the pass, but he couldn’t shift his center of gravity quickly enough, transforming his lateral movement into a vertical stand, and he ended up jamming.

Then, Mosley just foolishly stood there, watching the football fly over his head and on behind him.

—Kelsey.

Behind him, Kelsey had already shaken off Humphrey. Clearly, Humphrey had also misjudged, thinking Mahomes was aiming for a deep pass. After enduring an entire game, Mahomes finally couldn’t resist opting for a long throw, causing Humphrey to abandon Kelsey and dart out.

As a result, Kelsey found an opening, easily completed the catch, and continued to advance with the ball.

Trick play offense, the Kansas City Chiefs unexpectedly chose a trick play offense, the “Chiefs Special,” shaking off the Baltimore Ravens with an effortless power, turning Harbaugh’s desperate gamble into an opening for the Chiefs’ counterattack.

Kelsey, sprinting all the way.

Fortunately, Humphrey, quick to react, corrected his own misjudgment, along with help from a teammate, as the two of them together pushed Kelsey out of bounds, preventing him from making a long run and causing further damage.

Despite this, Kelsey still easily advanced thirteen yards, effortlessly securing the first down, responding to the recent provocation from the Baltimore Ravens with an overwhelmingly strong posture.

The game wasn’t over, and the Kansas City Chiefs were not ready to give up.

To be more precise, the Kansas City Chiefs had come for victory.

Boom!

Suddenly, Arrowhead Stadium reignited, reviving its energy, and the most loyal supporters from Kansas City returned from the lowest of lows to the highest of highs, all it took was just one Chiefs Special.