Chapter 799: 798 Walking Between Rain

Fake run or real pass? Fake pass or real run?

Between truth and deceit, the essence of warfare lies in psychological manipulation.

Reed did want to pass, but the timing wasn’t right, so he continued with a diverse ground attack strategy. It wasn’t just Li Wei as the running back—all players outside the offensive line turned into weapons for the ground assault, mirroring the tactical ingenuity of the Shotgun Formation with five wide receivers. Their primary goal was to disrupt the New England Patriots’ predictions and rhythm.

This was a setup, as well as a gamble.

Then.

The football came back to Li Wei —

Observing, starting, powering forward.

In one fluid motion, Li Wei dashed forward like an arrow released from a bow.

Directly ahead, the offensive line and defensive line were tangled in fierce combat, blades clashed and blood was drawn, momentarily locked in a stalemate.

Thud, thud, thud, Li Wei took a detour, like a gentle breeze, lightly sweeping by.

Although the defensive end Flores attempted to interfere, his center of gravity was clearly off. Despite his best efforts, he couldn’t break free and watched helplessly as a shadow streaked by, the next second engulfed in a misty blue-gray haze.

Thump, thump.

The bright red, like a heart beating quietly in the misty haze, silenced the entire world.

Cornerback Jason McCourty was the first to rush over.

Actually, McCourty was slightly later than Van Noy in realizing this was not a pass. However, since he was positioned closer to Li Wei, he immediately closed in, ready to intercept him from the side.

McCourty sprinted sideways, preparing to cut off Li Wei’s longitudinal run as the two rapidly neared a convergence at the crossroads.

Huh.

McCourty took a deep breath, held his breath, and readied himself.

Because he knew Li Wei’s capabilities, any slight relaxation could be disastrous. His focus was entirely concentrated, stretched to the utmost.

Bang!

The collision occurred.

But it wasn’t McCourty colliding with Li Wei, but rather a force from the right hitting McCourty —

Kelsey.

However, McCourty didn’t have time to react; he felt like he had been run over by a truck, his head roaring.

The next second, McCourty’s blurry vision saw a flash of red passing in front of him, effortlessly, without any disturbance, capturing only a blurred glimpse of the number twenty-three on the back before the world started spinning.

McCourty: Damn it.

Li Wei stayed focused, never distracted by Kelsey’s block, his attention fixed ahead, relentless, easily leaving the twenty-yard line behind.

Third and six, almost there, but a defensive circle was closing in.

To his front left, the safety Chung Family and linebacker Van Noy were swiftly converging; to his front right, safety Devin McCourty and Watkins were quickly entangled and closing in.

Ambushes on all sides, danger looming everywhere.

The light drizzle steadily fell on the helmet, as if keeping nature’s rhythm, gently tapping, the heartbeat and pulse silently mingling with it, distinctly capturing the movements of the figures through the foggy rain.

Li Wei’s pace didn’t slow, becoming lighter and more agile, weaving through the rain, breaking the shackles of time with speed.

Van Noy, the first to chase down.

Fully concentrated, holding his breath, Van Noy’s eyes flashed with a killing intent, determined to dive towards Li Wei’s fleeing figure.

Whoosh.

The forward charge, breaking through the air, raindrops scattered all around, the splashing mist blurred the view, but Van Noy kept his eyes wide open, firmly locking onto the number twenty-three figure —

This was a rainy day, this was the realm of linebackers, he was about to awaken Li Wei’s first-half nightmare.

Crack.

Footsteps landed, water splashed, and power erupted instantly, bursting forth.

However, just then.

Van Noy’s eyes dazzled, only seeing a halo of red diffusing in the mist, vibrant and bright against the blue-green background.

Spinning, jumping, weaving through the gaps between raindrops, the falling drizzle seemed to naturally avoid the splash of red, silently clearing a path.

In an instant, he changed position.

Van Noy lunged forward but grasped at air—

Ahead, there was nothing.

A chill ran through Van Noy’s heart, as if plummeting into an abyss, gravity pulling at his heart, body, and soul, crashing vehemently into a splash of green, the cold water blurring the entire world.

So, where was Li Wei?

Li Wei tiptoed, jumping between puddles with the softness and lightness of a ballerina, a counter-clockwise 360-degree spin later, he identified the direction, but then he saw Chung’s figure.

Firm, solid, substantial.

This season, at thirty-one, the Chung family inevitably faced physical limits and injuries, with a slight decline in form; but the veteran still held his starting safety position with his experience and perseverance.

In critical moments, Chung remained trustworthy.

Chung deliberately slowed the pace, waiting for Van Noy to lunge first, then moving in close, not needing to exert much force, just blocking the path was enough.

After all, they were near the fifteen-yard line; there was no space left to retreat.

Moreover, this was where Li Wei aimed to complete the third gear six-yard line, Chung skillfully blocking the position, ready to strike as Li Wei was about to make the first down conversion.

Step up, position, press.

That was already enough.

Chung accurately blocked the position, not even needing to step forward, standing like a wall—

Li Wei, falling into the trap, delivered himself.

After a high-speed spin, Li Wei had no way to stop or turn quickly on the wet field, and with no space to adjust in the blink of an eye, he simply went with the flow and accelerated instead.

Bang.

A direct frontal collision.

Li Wei shook, Chung did the same, both evenly matched, but Li Wei was prepared, using Chung like a wall to help himself brake, turn, and change direction.

His body, light, not fully exerting force.

After the collision, using the reaction force to move backward, tiptoeing, stepping in Skimming Steps to maintain balance.

Chung: Not good.

The veteran stayed alert, immediately noticing Li Wei’s tactical intent. His second reaction was also timely, following the body’s shake, he simply fell forward, pressing down toward Li Wei.

Bang.

The second collision.

Chung hit Li Wei before he could stabilize his center of gravity.

Li Wei stumbled, like a spider wearing ice skates, unable to control his body, slightly swaying, his feet slipping again.

So, just like that, he fell?

So, did the third gear six yards convert successfully or not?

A slip, a fall, the whole world spinning, but Li Wei had no time for regrets—

The weather and the field were just like that, better to adapt than to complain.

Li Wei quickly squatted, lowered his center of gravity, flung himself forward during the fall instead of sprawling backward, then supported himself with his left hand on the ground, his legs continuously kicking, trying to find supporting force on the ground.

A little slippery, a bit shaky.

But employing both hands and feet, Li Wei once again demonstrated his unmatched core strength, hurriedly regaining his balance, and somehow staggering forward in a semi-crouch.

Finished?

Li Wei refused.

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