Dominate the Super Bowl

Facing him, Chris Jones could see Li Wei displaying a broad smile, a gesture of high-fiving in celebration.

"No pressure, we can always play overtime, right?"

Is this called... no pressure?

Chris Jones was filled with disbelief, but looking at Li Wei's beaming smile and confident demeanor, his fighting spirit also burned fiercely.

With his head held high, Chris Jones jogged onto the field, but he noticed Fowler, Clark, and the others looking over, so he thought.

"The captain said, no pressure, we can always play overtime."

In an instant, the Kansas City Chiefs Defense Group was like boiling water.

"What did the rookie say?"

"Is this underestimating us?"

"Come on, we need to show them."

With complaints and laughter, the suffocating tension was instantly relaxed, and unknowingly, smiles appeared at the corners of everyone's mouths.

Not only the Green Bay Packers breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats, but the Kansas City Chiefs are also fighting back against the wall—

The Offensive Group has completed ninety-nine steps, and the last step should be completed by the Defensive group after all; they are a team fighting shoulder to shoulder.

However, this is not easy, because standing opposite in the pocket is Rodgers.

Calm, composed, focused, and confident, obviously Rodgers knows what he is doing and knows how to do it, well-practiced.

Reed knows how to deal with such situations:

A pass rush pressure on the front lines.

The Kansas City Chiefs must give Rodgers enough pressure to reverse the passive situation, striving to control the game within the final hundred seconds.

First Down, Ten Yards.

Fake pass and run, Rodgers uses himself as bait, unexpectedly handing the football to running back Aaron Jones, choosing a ground attack in the tight time to catch the Kansas City Chiefs off guard.

Aaron Jones advances eight yards.

Second Down, Two Yards.

Quick short pass, Rodgers brilliantly showcases his adaptability and fake moves, pretending to pass to the left but throwing to the right at the last second, finding the nearly forgotten Tight End amidst the crowd.

First Down achieved.

The more critical the moment, the more crisis-ridden the situation, the more it tests an elite quarterback like Rodgers, his ability to observe and grasp the situation, control the rhythm, and adjust, truly holding both the Offensive group and Defensive group in his hands, akin to a puppet master.

However, the Kansas City Chiefs Defense Group also gritted their teeth displaying toughness.

The defensive front maintains unceasing pressure, forcing Rodgers to release the ball quickly under pressure, or—

Sack!

Defensive tackle Frank Clark, transferred from the Seattle Seahawks during this season's offseason, completed a crucial defense, delivering Kansas City Chiefs' second sack of the game, continuously accumulating pressure.

In crisis, facing Second Down, Fifteen Yards predicament, Rodgers utilizes Read Option Offense, a deceptive passing move, and then advances the ball himself, relying on his legs amidst chaos to rush fifteen yards.

Lafleur is forced to use one time-out.

However, Rodgers remains calm as a sniper with no celebration or cheer, turning to organize the players into formation, continuing the attack without stopping.

In the fierce clash, showcasing Green Bay Packers' belief in inevitable victory, the eyes of this elite quarterback revealed a murderous aura.

Arrowhead Stadium couldn't believe its eyes, but there's no time for lament or sigh, the entire audience united, raising their arms to cheer.

"Defense!"

"Defense!"

The deafening waves resonate through the air, completely suppressing the strategic arrangements of the Green Bay Packers, where sound almost can't travel through the air.

The atmosphere was stretched to its limit at this moment.

The Kansas City Chiefs Defense Group also felt Rodgers' fierce counterattack, despite being exhausted, although every muscle in their bodies protested, they still burnt their small universes, bursting with resolute energy.

Twice in succession they deciphered Green Bay Packers' passing intentions, using airtight zone defense to stop Rodgers' pass connection, completing key defenses.

Rodgers tried to find last season's team's top Wide Receiver Adams to turn the tide, but the Kansas City Chiefs' strict defense made Adams completely invisible.

Third Down, Ten Yards, Lafleur had no time-outs, and Rodgers was forced to spike the ball to stop the clock, facing Fourth Down, Ten Yards situation, Green Bay Packers prepared for a strong play.

At this point, nine seconds remain in the game, Green Bay Packers positioned at their own forty-three-yard line, no tricks or field goals would work, there is only one possibility ahead—

Wanfu Mary.

Success or sacrifice, the game's outcome hinges on this gamble.

"Offense!"

Rodgers announced the snap, instantly feeling tremendous pressure coming his way, not only visually but also audibly and tactilely.

The Kansas City Chiefs still chose pass rush pressure, dispatching five men.

And all with bloodshot eyes.

Chris Jones was the first to break through, immediately followed by Clark slicing into the pocket, even Higgins bypassing from the outside for an encircling cut.

Turbulent winds!

Rodgers maneuvered amid raging storms, dodging Chris Jones' determined tackle, sharply stopping and turning to quickly change directions to evade Higgins' blitz, almost stumbling into Clark's blindside embrace.

Seeing Clark about to complete the sack, Rodgers, at the critical moment, made a counterclockwise spin to narrowly evade Clark's arms, his wobbly steps almost toppled him, using his left hand to support the ground and barely regain balance.

Then shifting sideways to the right while Higgins relentlessly chased with his sack whirlwind, Rodgers stepped back allowing extraordinary backward leaning shot motion seemingly casually swinging his arm to finish the pass.

Thrilling, stimulating, the dance of the blade edge.

In an instant, Arrowhead Stadium's noise was completely extinguished, the world plunged into silence, countless eyes followed that sweep of red-brown parabolic line ascending, ascending, and ascending again.

That crescent moon curved blade broke through the firmament, pouring down starlight endlessly.

Heart-pounding!

The parabolic line majestically soared climbing peaks, Rodgers' casual throw, yet incredibly spanning half the field, stunningly flying towards the end zone, cutting off all breaths.

In such a predicament, in a situation unable to exert force, relying solely on his right hand, Rodgers once more accomplished a miraculous pass.

Twenty Yards!

Forty Yards!

Fifty-five Yards!

In the end zone, the Kansas City Chiefs had four players, while the Green Bay Packers had two people, everyone raising their heads gazing skyward, searching for the football's trajectory.

Here it comes, that sweep of red-brown parabolic line rapidly descends at the front of the end zone.

Like a meteor.

At this moment, a figure cut in from the sideline into the central region of the gathering crowd, at the forefront of the area encircled by Kansas City Chiefs and Green Bay Packers players, jumping ahead of everyone.

In an instant, escaping the shackles of gravity, the entire person soared into the sky.

It was Aaron Jones!

He took flight, above the black mass of people, making a backward stretch move, his hands appeared on the football's descending trajectory.

His hands closed.

A sweep and a grab—

Completing the catch.

Wanfu Mary, reappearing in the League.