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Chapter 167 Heroes Appear!

Instead of passing the ball, Li Ang suddenly ducked and slammed his shoulders down, charging towards the small gap left on the left wing of the attacking line due to the defensive forward rushing out!

The explosive power of the Meteor Butterfly Step made him like a blue phantom, instantly cutting into that gap!

The commentator exclaimed, "He ran away! Li Ang is charging in himself!"

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However, the Falcons have extremely strong defensive discipline.

As expected, linebacker Liam O'Connor moved laterally almost as soon as Li Ang started moving.

Its enormous body blocked the way like a wall.

His grappling range is extremely wide, and his movements are precise and swift.

Just as he was about to collide with O'Connor, Li Ang made a very slight change of direction at high speed, almost defying the laws of physics.

His body slid like a fish, trying to slip past O'Connor.

But O'Connor's reaction and physical condition were equally terrifying.

He adjusted his center of gravity in time, but his iron-like arm still swept across Li Ang's side!

A tremendous force came.

Li Ang's sprint momentum suddenly stalled, and he lost his balance and stumbled forward.

However, thanks to his strong control over his body and core strength during the mid-stage of Qi Refining, he managed to brace himself against the ground with his hands before completely falling.

He stumbled forward a few more steps before being tackled to the ground by the defenders who came to cover him.

Commentator Kevin Harper's voice was full of admiration: "Beautiful sprint! Leon dodged the first tackle and still managed to cover 7 yards despite O'Connor's interference! Measure!"

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The referee ran over to signal for measurement.

The entire stadium fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a huge chorus of boos.

They didn't expect this young Chinese-American to be able to push the ball so many yards past O'Connor.

The measurement results showed that the ball was positioned just a little bit on the first attack line.

"First down! River Valley Academy gets the first down! Despite the long yardage on the second down, Li Ang managed to get a new first down opportunity with his individual sprint!"

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Morales cursed, "Damn luck! O'Connor was so close! He won't be so lucky next time!"

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Coach Duke pumped his fist on the sidelines, and a chorus of cheers erupted from the bench.

This first attack was crucial; it gave them a much-needed reprieve.

The new first attack is from our own 34-yard line.

Li Ang quickly made arrangements, pointing to his head to indicate that he wanted to launch a rapid tactic.

After the kickoff, Li Ang quickly retreated, looking to his right.

Tight end Taylor made a quick run out and temporarily got rid of the defense near the sideline.

Li Ang's pass arrived in an instant, but the ball was a bit too fast.

Taylor managed to flick the ball with his fingertips before his body could fully turn around, but the ball bounced off the ground and he failed to catch it.

Kevin lamented, "The pass wasn't completed! What a pity, Taylor almost made a beautiful catch!"

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The referee placed the ball again: "Second down, 10 yards."

The pressure is mounting again.

Li Ang opted for a simple pass.

Running back Marcus charged along the right guard side, but the Falcons' running defense was impenetrable.

He only advanced 3 yards before being brought down by O'Connor.

Commentator Morales's voice boomed: "Third down, 7 yards. Another long yardage situation! Let's see if the Falcons' defense can surprise them this time!"

River Valley Academy requested a suspension.

The 30-second timeout, in the deafening roar of Falcon Stadium, was like a small piece of driftwood thrown into a raging sea, instantly swallowed up by the deep red waves of sound.

In the stands, 15,000 home fans dressed in red seized the opportunity.

They channeled their pent-up arrogance, resentment at being provoked, and undisguised contempt for the weaker team into a deafening, malicious roar that crashed down on the isolated blue island on the sidelines.

"Go home, you country bumpkin!"

"Third drop, long yard? Get ready to punt, kids!"

"Your luck's run out! Li Ang? Let's call him Li the Finished One! Haha!"

"A knight? More like riding a donkey!"

"Look at your quarterback, his legs are practically shaking with fear, aren't they?"

The immense sound pressure caused the River Valley Academy's bench to tremble slightly.

The young substitutes turned pale and instinctively shrank back.

Even the seasoned Duke coach couldn't help but feel a vein throb on his forehead in the face of this pure, hostile collective outcry.

He clapped his hands forcefully, drawing the attacking team members who had gathered around him even closer together.

He practically yelled into their helmets to make himself heard: "Listen! First gear! Seven yards! Forget the shit! Forget the stands! Just focus on these seven yards! Li Ang!"

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Li Ang removed his mask, his face still expressionless, but his eyes were sharp as knives.

He quickly sketched a few lines on the whiteboard, speaking rapidly: "They definitely think we're going to pass. The linebackers will cover short, the second line will cover deep. The forwards will apply pressure. That's our strategy."

Then Li Ang drew a simple route.

"Kevin, we're going to play a shallow cross later. You draw the left linebacker. Taylor, you cut behind Kevin and go straight for the open space in the middle. Marcus, you fake a cover, then slip out to cover the right short zone. The forwards have to hold off the first wave of attack, even if it's just for a second."

Close end Taylor, panting, asked, "Leon, are you planning a drive?"

Li Ang glanced at him, but didn't answer. He simply snapped his mask off.

The meaning is quite clear.

The Duke coach looked at him, opened his mouth, as if to say something about tactics or encouragement.

But in the end, he just squeezed Li Ang's shoulder, which was covered by a shoulder pad, and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "It's up to you, kid. Don't feel pressured."

Li Ang's voice, muffled through his mask, carried a strange certainty: "The pressure is on their side."

The pause has ended.

The Cavaliers' offensive players ran back onto the court.

Coach Duke walked back to the sideline, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists at his sides.

The fingernails dug deeply into the palm.

He glanced at the glaring 7 yards on the scoreboard, then at the Falcons' aggressive and imposing defense on the other side.

A chilling sense of despair crept up from the soles of my feet once again.

The attack was so difficult, completely anticipated and suppressed by the opponent.

This time, the three long codes look like they're in grave danger.

If it fails again, it will be fourth gear.

They will most likely have to punt and return possession to the Falcons' offense, which had just crushed their defense.

At that point, it's almost foreseeable that the score will be reversed.

They attacked, but couldn't break through.

We can't hold on.

The thought sent a shiver down his spine.

On the bench, Jack Davis stood with his arms crossed, his face grim.

Bruce gritted his teeth, his bandaged right hand clenched tightly, trembling slightly from the exertion.

The other team members also held their breath, their eyes filled with worry and a near-despair of resignation.

The commentator Morales' voice rang out again, filled with the excitement of an impending hunt: "Alright! Timeout over! The decisive moment is here! 7 yards! Will River Valley Academy choose to gamble with a pass, or take a risky rush? Whatever they choose, the Falcons' impenetrable defense awaits them!"

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On the field, the River Valley Academy's offensive team adopted a peculiar formation.

The three wide receivers were spread out.

Tight end Taylor stood on the line, and running back Marcus stood behind and to the side of Leon.

Li Ang stood at the shotgun position, bowing slightly.

The Falcons immediately adjusted their defensive formation accordingly, with the linebackers retreating slightly but becoming even more alert.

Liam O'Connor stood at center linebacker, his grey eyes locking onto Li Ang through the crowd, like a grizzly bear poised to pounce.

"Ready, set, kick off!"

Center kicks off!

The moment the ball was released, the Falcons' defensive line seemed to hear the starting gun, and all four players rushed forward with all their might!

Two defensive ends applied intense pressure from the outside.

The two defensive tackles then charged into the middle.

They tried to compress the pocket immediately, giving Li Ang no time to observe or pass the ball!

At the same time, as Li Ang had predicted, the linebackers focused on guarding the short pass area, especially the running back Marcus and wide receiver Kevin's running routes.

The second line quickly retreated, covering a wide area.

In that split second, Li Ang made his move.

After receiving the ball, he didn't retreat at all, nor did he make any feints to pass!

Just as the Falcons' right defensive end was about to swat the ball away from his hand, he suddenly tapped the ground with the toe of his left foot.

My body felt as if it were being pulled to the left by an invisible rope.

With an incredibly fast lateral slide, he narrowly avoided the capture!

This step is small in scale, but the timing and speed are exquisite, perfectly embodying the Meteor Butterfly Step gliding technique.

The striker who missed his target stumbled forward due to excessive force.

But the Falcons' defensive chain is extremely resilient.

The left defensive end was delayed by the offensive interception.

But it immediately changed direction and charged from the other side like a bull!

Meanwhile, a linebacker who was originally watching the short pass also noticed that Li Ang was about to run.

Immediately abandon marking him and pounce on him head-on like a cannonball!

The two formed a pincer movement!

Just as he was about to be trapped in place, Li Ang unleashed astonishing flexibility and strength in his waist during a high-speed lateral movement.

Like a broken spring that bounces back, the body twists back up under almost impossible circumstances.

At the same time, using his right foot as a pivot, he performed an incredibly swift half-turn on the spot.

From that narrow, almost non-existent gap between the linebacker and the left end.

It darted past like a slippery eel!

Commentator Kevin Harper exclaimed, "He's broken free! Leon has charged out!"

The home crowd erupted in huge gasps and boos.

Having shaken off the first wave of passers and the linebackers' blockade, Li Ang suddenly saw a clearer view.

He immediately channeled his inner energy into his legs, instantly maximizing his straight-line speed, and sped towards the open area on the left sideline!

His speed was astonishing; Blue 21 left a faint afterimage.

However, the Falcons' defensive second line's speed in recovering is equally terrifying!

In particular, the security guard who was originally keeping a close watch on Li Ang rushed in from the side at full speed, blocking Li Ang's angle to cut inward, thanks to his excellent anticipation and explosive power.

Another cornerback was also hot on their heels from the side and behind.

Ten yards, twenty yards —

Li Ang sprinted along the sideline, but the security guard was already close behind, like a leopard eyeing its prey, calculating the angle and distance for the tackle.

He was about to be grabbed around the waist and pushed out of bounds!

Just as the security guard lunged forward, Li Ang made another jaw-dropping move!

Without any warning, as he was running at full speed, he stomped his left foot heavily on the ground.

Using this force, the body performed an extremely light yet swift 360-degree turn, just like a ballet dancer!

He spun halfway through the air, not only dodging the safety's determined diving tackle, but also smoothly changing direction towards the infield.

Instead of sprinting along the sideline, he darted diagonally into the center of the field!

The commentator Morales's voice changed: "My God! He turned around! What kind of stride is that?!"

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The entire stadium erupted in a thunderous roar!

This move, which completely defies the conventional logic of rugby running, utterly overturned their understanding!

After changing direction, Li Ang was left with only a relatively open area in the middle and the far end of the lane.

But the Falcons' last ranger had abandoned his post deep and rushed at full speed with red eyes to make a final interception.

Meanwhile, the security guard and corner guard who had been outmaneuvered were frantically chasing after them.

Thirty yards, twenty yards, ten yards!

The terminal area is in sight!

But the guard had already arrived. He no longer tried to grab him, but instead, like a mad bull, he lowered his head and rammed his shoulder into Li Ang's ribs!

At the critical moment, Li Ang pushed his flexibility and coordination to the limit.

As he ran, he slightly turned his body, shifting his right arm holding the ball to his left side, away from the impact.

At the same time, his left shoulder dropped, and his core tightened like iron, using his left shoulder blade and the outside of his arm to absorb the fierce impact!

boom!

A dull thud that made your teeth ache!

The immense force sent Li Ang flying sideways, losing his balance in mid-air!

But a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and in the instant before his body was completely out of control and about to fall off the edge, he used the force of the impact to gather the last of his strength and flexibility into his waist and abdomen.

He inexplicably twisted half a circle in mid-air.

At the same time, he stretched out his arm and stretched the rugby ball in his hand as far as he could towards the end zone line that was so close at hand!

Fingertips brushed against the grass, wrists pressed down!

beep!

The referee's sharp whistle blew almost at the same time the ball touched the ground!

He hesitated for less than half a second, his eyes fixed on the spot where Li Ang landed and the rugby ball still resting on the grass inside the end zone line.

Then, without hesitation, he raised both arms high with all his might, pointing straight to the sky!

Touchdown!

Commentator Kevin Harper's roar boomed through the speakers, filled with unbelievable awe: "Touchdown! River Valley Academy! #21 Leon! Individual rushing touchdown! On fourth down, 7 yards! He survived four sacks! He shook off countless interceptions! He completed an incredible rushing touchdown from the end zone line! My God! My God!"

I've never seen anything like this on a high school sports field! It's art! It's violent aesthetics! It's an unrepeatable miracle!

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The entire Falcon Stadium fell into a deathly silence.

The deep red ocean seemed to freeze instantly.

The arrogant, mocking, and smug expressions on fifteen thousand faces hadn't even faded before they froze completely.

It was replaced by unparalleled shock, bewilderment, and disbelief.

All the insults, boos, and cheers came to an abrupt halt.