Chapter 877: 876 God of Killing Appears
Tense, stalemate, panting.
Whether it’s Donald or Li Wei, every player on both teams is no exception, blood boiling, passion surging. In just this short ti, everyone’s energy has burned explosively, and the intensity and pace of the confrontation continue to escalate, with each player unleashing themselves without reservation.
Donald: The situation is not good.
Donald sensed the crisis arriving imminently, even more overwhelming and forceful—
Fourth down and two yards, a head-on breakthrough completed the conversion.
First down and ten yards, after the quarterback encountered an effective hit, he completed a ten-yard short pass connection.
In other words, the intensity of the Los Angeles Rams defense is steadily rising, fully assaulting, and the Kansas City Chiefs genuinely felt the pressure and predicant; however, the Kansas City Chiefs still found a way to break through and turn the tide.
Now, the Kansas City Chiefs have already reached the Los Angeles Rams’… 24-yard line.
This area is already within field goal range, at the forefront of the Red Zone, one step further, and it’s the end zone.
Obviously, the Kansas City Chiefs won’t be satisfied with a field goal; their sights are set on a touchdown, erupting with incredible energy in dire situations.
The key is, shouldn’t it be the Los Angeles Rams in trouble now? Aren’t the Los Angeles Rams the ones trailing in score, Li Wei, my friend, are you sure you don’t want to look at Goff and Gurley’s offensive group? How are they still bursting with such energy?
Since the Kansas City Chiefs are standing so firm as if on the precipice of a cliff, then the truly cliff-edged Los Angeles Rams must not slack off even more.
This is a crisis; but it’s also an opportunity.
Just imagine if the Los Angeles Rams can intercept the Kansas City Chiefs here, delivering a severe blow to their high-spirited opponent, even creating a turnover, the entire situation could be turned around.
Never mind whether Goff and Gurley can step up, at least the defense still has him, Aaron Donald—
The lone defender who can hold off thousands.
A fierce energy erupted from Donald, an unconquerable energy, and he exerted pressure on Mahos even before the kickoff.
So, are you afraid?
Fear is correct because fear can save your life, preventing needless deaths.
On the 24-yard line, first down and ten yards.
The Los Angeles Rams defense group exudes a palpable energy, an energy waiting to explode, not just Donald, each and every player has their eyes fixed on Mahos—
Focussed, focussed, focussed.
Like the gaze of a demon.
Mahos clearly felt the pressure, a little tense, before preparing to kick off, he stood straight again to adjust, and then arranged again.
This delay, ti was pressing, Mahos had to kick off imdiately, or it would be a delay of ga penalty, costing five yards.
The pressure was still escalating.
Mahos seed a bit rushed.
“Attack!”
But Donald didn’t get distracted, regardless of Mahos’ actions and the situation, he stayed focused and tense throughout, staying vigilant at all tis.
Always waiting.
The mont the ball was snapped, with a push-off, start, misalignnt, and collision, the movents flowed smoothly, Donald continued to launch his attack with the sa thod and strategy.
However, it still worked.
Rip.
Like tearing paper, the pocket scene unfolded before Donald’s eyes.
Three consecutive defensive downs, three tis in a row, Donald made the offensive line seem non-existent, exposing the Kansas City Chiefs’ quarterback helplessly before him.
This is Donald’s capability.
The Kansas City Chiefs’ offensive line’s double-team strategy still failed to stop Donald—
Beast.
The God of slaughter has arrived!
Donald fixed his eyes on Mahos, who was habitually retreating to create distance and space, opening his jaws wide and letting out a roar.
At that mont, a figure cut in horizontally, charging toward Donald.
Li Wei!
Donald didn’t evade, not only did he not evade, but he also paused his steps to deliberately push forward.
“Strength VS Strength.”
A surge of air waves.
Donald displayed his strength, actually managing to knock Li Wei flying.
Li Wei grunted, stumbling backward repeatedly, this ti losing sensation in the left shoulder and arm, the lingering strength resonating in his chest, almost losing control over his balance, his steps chaotic, as if surfing in the waves, constantly adjusting his center of gravity to barely stand, with core strength in the waist and abdon.
Indeed, in a pure battle of absolute strength, Li Wei was still unable to withstand.
And Donald?
rely a pause in his steps, without gasping or adjusting, he lunged forward again.
But Donald also knew, Li Wei’s intervention had interrupted the montum of his initial charge, now he had to reorganize his steps and strength.
Therefore, Donald didn’t hesitate, following his inertia, his body lunging forward directly.
Skipping the process of gathering strength, and skipping the process of restarting and readjusting, he spread his arms ready to tackle, even if the impact was sowhat weaker, he could still complete the tackle.
Mahos was startled, clearly not realizing Donald was this determined, completely ignoring the possibility of the Kansas City Chiefs choosing a ground attack, single-mindedly targeting the quarterback, pushing Mahos to the brink.
Disastrous.
Mahos’ retreating steps failed to shake off Donald, not even blinking before Donald had already tackled his thighs.
Damn it!
Mahos lost balance—
Originally intending to find Hill or Watkins with a mid-pass again, adding chaos to the Los Angeles Rams’ defensive formation, to gain respite for the Kansas City Chiefs, otherwise, the pressure from the defense group would beco increasingly strong, potentially overwhelming them.
But now, the entire plan was disrupted.
In the mont of collapse, Mahos only had ti to see one figure.
Not far, also in the pocket, unable to maintain his balance, being buffeted by the storm… Li Wei.
Falling while waving his arm, Mahos, like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, before completely losing balance, hastily threw a short-distance two or three-yard pass, a hurried toss.
One thought raced through his mind: Avoid a sack and losing yardage.
The world tilted in his view, everything turned upside down, chaotic, with Mahos and Donald both falling together, but the football—
Landed in Li Wei’s arms, comparable to a hot potato.
Li Wei was adjusting his steps, catching the ball was rely a conditioned reflex, but his hands and arms weren’t positioned properly, causing the football to jump randomly in his arms, seemingly refusing to stay still.
Li Wei felt like a clown juggling bicycles, his steps constantly adjusting, hands busy trying to control the football, eyes not forgetting to quickly scan around to judge his position.
One-on-one on the offensive line?
The targeted strategy on the offensive line, because they knew they couldn’t stop Donald, so simply chose one player to match up with Donald, while the other four offensive linen matched up against the defensive line and… the lineman.
This scene was rare, a different version of the “Chiefs Special.”
Finally, with Li Wei assisting in defending Donald, the goal was to buy Mahos ti to pass, to find Hill or Watkins with a mid-pass.
At this mont, the Kansas City Chiefs’ receivers had all gone out, and it wasn’t a smoke bomb.
No one expected the football to end up in Li Wei’s hands.
And in front of him, the pocket wide open, a straight path leading directly to the end zone.
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