Chapter 212 Edgewalker
The strong wind was blowing over my head and face, and my eyes were always firmly fixed on the fast-falling football so that I couldn't look straight ahead, but I could catch the billowing air waves of thousands of troops galloping towards me with my peripheral vision, and they were approaching in full force.
It's hot and sharp, like a knife blade rolling across the skin, and it stings and hurts.
However, this scene just further confirmed Li Wei’s judgment:
Tactical kick-off.
In Gostkowski's kickoff control, the descent parabola was shorter than expected; it also rotated so strongly that the acceleration of gravity dragged the rotation into chaos, and the football rotated rapidly and irregularly during the descent.
This was a test. Gostkowski took advantage of Levi's lack of experience and the fact that he might be too nervous or too excited in the first official game of his career. He deliberately disrupted Levi's rhythm with irregular and rapid falling parabolas. ——
Assuming that if Levi catches or touches the football but fails to control it and drops the ball, it means that the ball is in an ownerless state and the New England Patriots players can fight for the ball and complete the ball. The right conversion resulted in a direct attack back into the end zone for a touchdown.
Special teams can also score.
It seems that this should be the first test Belichick gave Levi.
And what about Levi?
No time to stress or panic, complete focus.
Levi continuously adjusted his steps to move forward, while always observing the scene ahead and concentrating on the flight path of the rugby ball.
Then.
One step up.
The rugby ball's parabolic fall was a little sharp, and its irregular rotation disrupted judgment, so that Levi had to stretch out his upper body to catch the ball at eight or nine yards from the edge of the end zone. Before the rugby ball was about to hit the ground, he was able to catch the ball from a haystack. Pick up the football and control it with your fingertips.
Thrilling, exciting.
But there was no time to rejoice, and he stumbled forward for two steps, and then he saw huge dark blue waves rolled by white wind and crashing into the pupils, densely connected.
This is also an offensive and defensive confrontation.
The Kansas Chiefs special teams team is equivalent to the offensive team, and the New England Patriots special team team is equivalent to the defensive team. Now the two sides are launching a positional duel.
confusion! crisis!
Levi, pause—
Directly ahead, four blue streaks unreasonably broke through the interception of two white figures. A crescent-shaped embankment like a fishing net intercepted the front, tightly blocking the road ahead and completing the encirclement.
In a desperate situation, if the New England Patriots have the advantage in front of them, it means that the Kansas Chiefs should have the numerical advantage on the right.
Brake, start, change direction.
Seeing the four blue figures preparing to catch Li Wei, the big fish, Li Wei suddenly stopped and turned to control his body. With a flick of his step, he rushed out from the sharp tip of the blue crescent.
So close, just a hair’s breadth away——
Seeing that the blue was about to touch the shoulders of Levi's white jersey, Levi accelerated and already shook off this huge blue wave.
However, this is still not the end.
The huge blue wave simply threw his body, and he jumped to the top with a flying dive, trying to complete the impact; but he saw Levi taking the lead and raising his legs continuously.
There was a moment of confusion and a moment of kicking.
The propeller stirred up the collision like waves, and Levi rushed out.
flutter!
There was a muffled sound of landing behind him, and a green wave of air splashed up.
Tap tap, tap tap tap.
Levi rushed forward along the thirty-degree radial line on the right oblique side.
Fifteen yard line.
The Kansas City Chiefs special team players had already gathered to block the blue waves immediately. The collision of helmets with helmets and bodies with bodies released astonishing energy in the air, and the air waves became more and more turbulent.
Twenty yard line.
Twenty-five yard line.
Before he could even blink, Levi had already sprinted fifteen yards along the diagonal and cut across midfield from the left wing of his own side to the right wing.
The speed is amazing.
The entire Gillette Stadium roared and roared, waving their fists and showing their fangs, and ferocious faces covered the entire stadium with their bloody mouths.
"Crush him!"
"Destroy him!"
They must stop Levi. Originally, this was a trap laid by the New England Patriots' kickoff tactics, but they never expected that Levi would reverse the disadvantage and complete the kickoff return.
Now, Levi has secured the starting spot for the Kansas City Chiefs at safety, however, he hasn't stopped and doesn't plan to.
"Stop him!"
"God damn it!"
A blue figure relied on his teammate's screen to find a breakthrough space, and stepped forward strongly through the gap between the two white players.
Lateral interception.
Closer, closer.
A smile crept up the corner of his mouth, a little ferocious, a little bloody and a little proud:
Come on, rookie, let me teach you a lesson, I won’t use too much force, really!
But at this moment, that is the flash of lightning, Levi unexpectedly started to accelerate in an incredible way, like a breeze, completing the surpass in an instant.
call out.
Passing by, the blue figure was startled, and reflexively jumped forward. Unexpectedly, it missed the target, and the smile on the corner of its mouth stiffened, turning into fear and astonishment:
Afterimage.
He actually pounced on the afterimage.
Before he could react, another white figure hit him like a bullet train, and then the blue waves were shot to death on the beach.
And what about Levi?
Thirty yard line, thirty-five yard line.
"God!"
"Shake off the grapple."
"Forced overtaking!"
"Shake off the second tackle."
"Levi is still pushing forward, running faster and faster. Not only does he not slow down, but he continues to speed up. The New England Patriots' special team is completely confused. The first two tackles they were determined to win failed to complete the work. Now The Kansas City Chiefs had the numerical advantage and opened a lane for Levi on the right side of the field."
"The forty-five yard line!"
"Midfield!"
"Levi's still going on!"
"Now the crowd is crowded over, and Levi's footsteps are approaching the sideline. God, what are we witnessing! The Edgewalker shines at Gillette Stadium!"
"The forty yard line!"
Tip toe, jump, dance wildly.
Levi rushed forward along the sideline. He could notice the squeeze from the rolling air waves on the left. He was still increasing his speed, feeling the fire burning in his chest, releasing all his energy, trying to forcefully overtake and break through the encirclement.
Crazy, the fans at the Old Oak Tavern in Kansas City were all crazy, and they burst into amazing shouts as if they were at Arrowhead Stadium.
"Thirty-five yard line!"
"Thirty yard line!"
"Twenty-five yard line!"
"Twenty yard line!"
Uniform and passionate.
Unfortunately, Levi failed to break through and was overtaken by a wave of people on the left near the twenty-yard line. The blue pushed the white all mixed together and smashed down, swallowing Levi unreasonably.
However, Levi was exceptionally calm, even unprecedentedly calm.
He caught a flash of blue in his peripheral vision, raising his legs high and continuously and continuing to move forward.
flutter.
That touch of blue just grabbed a pile of grass clippings and threw it away.
Immediately afterwards, another flash of blue came one after another, but still missed, but this time, his wrist hit Levi's ankle.
Got it!
Stumbling and stumbling, Levi's rhythm as he continued to advance along the sideline was disrupted, and his balance began to shake violently.
Danger, danger!
(End of this chapter)