Dominate the Super Bowl Chapter 626

Chapter 626: 625 Tip of the dagger revealed at the end of the road Chapter 626: 625 Tip of the dagger revealed at the end of the road Danger!

Danger, danger, danger, completely surrounded!

As a quarterback, Mahos took control of the overall situation and sensed the oncoming pressure imdiately, like a tiny wooden boat amidst the stormy seas, violently tossing and turning, at any mont at risk of being swallowed whole, his vision plunged into chaos, every cell feeling the onslaught.

However.

Mahos was extrely calm, utterly focused and engaged, his nimble feet weaving through the tempest—

Shifting, dodging, spinning, retreating.

A series of agile steps evaded one crisis after another, barely finding a foothold amidst the gunshots and rains of arrows, and only then was there a fleeting mont to catch his breath, to lift his chin and make a second defensive read, taking in the state of the open field before him.

Compared to the chaos at the line of scrimmage, the tangle of offense and defense in the backfield seed much clearer.

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Each man marked his own.

The four pass targets were each entangled with four defenders.

Watkins on the left sideline, Hunter in the right slot, both running deep routes, heading straight for the end zone.

In the central area, Kelsey was in front with Hill behind, pulling apart two crossing routes, with Kelsey at the junction between the short and dium areas, Hill at the juncture between the dium and deep areas.

No matter the chaos in the front, the Kansas Chiefs’ backfield routes completely opened up the play, with different matchups and different coverages, even Belichick couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

So, who was Mahos’s pass target?

In all respects, Kelsey had the advantage over Jason McCourty in terms of size, strength, and positioning; Kelsey had already taken the lead.

Moreover, with the Kansas City Chiefs needing to control the ga clock and possession, a field goal could secure victory without any additional risks.

Kelsey, no doubt, was the best pass target.

In the blink of an eye, Mahos didn’t hesitate—

He stepped up, pushing off the ground.

Van Noy rushed towards him.

With a swing of his arm, he threw the pass.

Van Noy’s steps were unstable, unable to exert force, and his collision lacked strength.

Mahos wobbled a little but maintained his poise thanks to his impressive physical condition, holding tight and keeping his upper body stable, the passing motion unaffected.

With a swing and a push—

Uh, ah, ah.

Mahos exerted his full strength, the burst of power concentrated on the football as he propelled it forward; the football shot out like a cannon.

Boom!

It sliced through the air.

The next second, Van Noy wrapped up Mahos, both of them hitting the ground in a mutual downfall.

But the football?

In an instant, the entire Gillette Stadium held its breath, thousands and thousands of eyes fixated on that reddish-brown parabola, unblinking.

Soaring, cutting through the air, a heart-stopping parabola, flying past Kelsey, following the middle of the field as it plumted toward the deep area.

Ten yards.

Twenty yards.

Fully pushed towards the end zone—

The pass target was none other than Hill, who had been outstanding in today’s ga with three touchdown receptions.

Not Kelsey, but Hill.

He didn’t choose to play it safe but aid for the end zone.

Mahos once again demonstrated the boldness of youth.

As the Kansas City Chiefs’ leading wide receiver and in his third year, Hill had also grown into a pillar of the team; when the New England Patriots focused all their defensive efforts on Li Wei, Hill stepped up to prove that the Kansas Chiefs Offense wasn’t just Li Wei carrying the team forward.

And at this mont, it was the sa.

Hill was matched up with another McCourty, the safety Devin McCourty.

Originally, Hill controlled his speed without going full throttle, always waiting and observing, waiting for the right mont to shake off Devin and also waiting for Mahos’s pass.

Now, as Mahos passed the ball, Hill imdiately realized that Mahos was aiming for the end zone.

Turn, break free, start, accelerate.

Hill’s movents flowed smoothly like clouds and water, instantly surpassing Devin, preparing to break through.

Devin was startled.

But Devin was also constantly ready; perhaps he couldn’t match Hill’s speed, but being able to start as the New England Patriots’ safety, he naturally had his own strengths, coupled with his rich experience, Devin’s reaction was very quick.

A fall.

A collision.

Simply put, keeping close to Hill’s body and following the direction of Hill’s spin, Devin gave up turning and simply leaned back against Hill, using his body weight to fall directly, disrupting Hill’s start and buying ti to adjust and catch up.

This was the experience, going with the flow.

Sure enough, Hill was squeezed out, and although he didn’t face a block, the steps he was preparing to accelerate were disrupted, and he couldn’t imdiately release his speed.

The next second, Devin had completed the turn and swiftly stuck to Hill, the two once again entangled, moving past the Red Zone, their steps quickly approaching the end zone.

Devin and Hill both looked up as the football ca straight at them.

Thirty yards.

Thirty-five yards.

Mahos’s pass around thirty-five yards, aiming a vertical strike into the end zone, would push the New England Patriots to the brink once connected.

Devin and Hill were fully entangled, pushing and shoving each other.

Then.

Hill jumped first, firmly blocking the position, overpowering Devin, snatching the advantage.

Hill stretched out his arms, and right then, he noticed that the flight and rotation of the football were irregular, which showed that Van Noy’s hit and grapple still interfered with Mahos’s pass; moreover, Mahos’s passes were not the standard bullet passes like those of Brees.

Holding his breath, Hill fully extended his hands, palms open, reaching out to catch the football with his fingertips, completing the reception.

The next second, gravity pulled Hill downwards.

It was only at this mont that Devin jumped up, his right hand slicing between Hill’s arms, poking upward lightly, disrupting the balance with an external force before Hill could fully secure the football.

Then.

The football escaped Hill’s control and flew up again.

Hill downward.

Devin upward.

In just that brief mont of crossing, Devin, like soone rebounding in a basketball ga, lightly touched the football with his right hand, altering its trajectory, feeling the pull of gravity as he fell rapidly while using his body to block Hill, successfully grabbing the football.

“Interception!”

“My God, interception!”

“McCourty, Devin McCourty outplayed Hill to intercept Mahos.”

The words had barely co out when they were abruptly cut off.

“McCourty is returning it, Hill tried to tackle McCourty, but clearly, this is not Hill’s forte.”

The situation reversed in an instant.

Devin McCourty held the football tightly, continuing to run back.

Hill missed the tackle, and Kelsey imdiately tried to step up to intercept, but at that mont, the other McCourty showed the twin’s understanding, without the need for a tackle or foul, turned his back to block Kelsey for a mont, tripping Kelsey’s steps, and Devin was already charging out.

Then, the chasing figures of Kelsey and Hunter followed.

Devin was sprinting.

Speed was not his strong suit, but with agile steps and the advantage gained, the empty backfield beca his playground, driving straight through.

Like a dagger, he plunged into the heart of the Kansas City Chiefs.