Chaos, turbulence, bumping, swaying.
The Kansas City Chiefs and Houston Texans have over two-thirds of their players clustered near the kickoff line, forming a crowded and noisy vortex, dazzling and overwhelming, everything is uncertain.
Before they could react to Cunningham's failed tackle and the yellow flag, Li Wei had already shaken off Mercilus, nimbly sprinting away.
McCaffrey sat in front of the TV, hands clutching his head: Perfect!
Li Wei's control over his footwork, balance, and rhythm was nothing short of perfect; the more chaotic and crowded the situation, the more his abilities shine through.
True professionals watching this scene would be genuinely thrilled.
However, their voices couldn't be uttered, their throats tightly clenched, as they watched Li Wei's footsteps continue forward, two shadowy figures on either side attempting to converge—
