"Walker!"

"Walker!"

"Walker!"

Reggie Walker couldn't believe his ears, surrounded the audience with confusion and shock, but clearly saw the vast purple ocean fluttering in the wind, and the uniform shouting was getting more and more violent, and it seemed that even the air began to boil.

The surging waves of air in the audience shouted their names together, as if they were standing in the center of the world, and the warm currents surging in their chest began to stir.

A little reserved, a little shy, and a little excited.

Walker stood there, not knowing what he should do, and didn't know how to place his hands and feet. Then he could see the faces of familiar teammates beside him. They were shouting for themselves at the top of their lungs, and even the coaching staff were cheering for them.

Unpredictable, his vision was blurred by tears.

He knew that he must be in a very, very embarrassed now, but he couldn't care about it anymore and just stood there like a fool.

"Pass and attack." A tactical command sound came from the headphones. Freeman thought he had heard it wrong, so he turned his head and looked towards the edge of the court, but noticed that Lu Yiqi was staring at him firmly, and said again, "Pass and attack." Then he began to arrange tactics.

Freeman's complex emotions also settled down. He turned to look at his teammates in the offensive team, quickly completed the tactical arrangement, paused for a moment, and glanced from his teammates' faces one by one - but no one questioned, "Guys, we must have a touchdown! In order to get Walker to play again, we must have a touchdown now! This is not just for the championship, not just for Walker, but for all our teammates who are about to graduate."

Needless to say, Nelson stretched out his right hand first, "For the touchdown!"

Nelson knew that Coach Archie would not let him down, nor would he deceive himself.

The other offensive players also stretched out their right hands, all gathered together, shouting loudly, "For the sake of touchdown!"

Turn around and the attacking team began to line up.

"Walker! Walker! Walker!" The audience burst into shouts. Nathan Field and Heath Alexander also stood up, jumping in place, cheering, and shouting with all their strength. The boiling blood burst out with endless energy at this moment.

At this moment, the significance of this game has surpassed the winner and the championship, showing a deeper and more moving and beautiful side of competitive sports.

"attack!"

Freeman announced the kickoff, and Pres, who was standing on the sidelines, noticed the abnormality immediately and roared in anger, "God, God! What the hell is he doing!"

However, at this time, Pres had no time to stop Freeman.

Take a step back!

Take a step back!

Freeman completed the retreat step steadily. The Oaks defense obviously did not expect such an accident. They were ready to defend the ground attack - this was the best way to consume game time, but found that Freeman did not have any fancy moves and directly retreated and prepared to pass the ball, and they were all disorganized.

Even defensive end Hayward was unable to react in time. He slowed down a full beat before starting, pushing the offensive forward player to the next step.

Take a step back!

Freeman entered a wonderful state, a state that he had never experienced before. He was fully focused and could clearly see the layout of the whole venue while he was retreating. Then he waited slowly for Hayward to appear at the end of his sight. Then he completed the adjustment in small steps:

Push the ground! Turn around! Exercise force! Push!

The football drew a stunning arc in the air, and it was a rainbow pass, which surprised the Oaks to dislocate their chin.

What's going on?

Facing the last wave of attacks in the whole game, ground advancement consumes time and then wins the formation, which can steadily move towards the final championship, but the Wildcats are still attacking and are taking risks and passing long passes? Is the Wildcats crazy?

What if the Oaks complete the interception?

Huh!

Huh!

All eyes were focused on the football, staring at the arc drawn in the air by the football.

...

Dingdengdeng.

Dingdengdeng.

Nelson kicked the ground at full speed, and his body burst out with strength. Even though he had fought all the games, he was still running tirelessly. The speed that was increased to the extreme was like the first wave of attack in the whole game, and he fully displayed his absolute speed.

run!

Run with all your might!

Nelson's running was completely beyond the Oaks' expectations. He ran resolutely and firmly, seized the lead in reaction speed, and at the same time had the advantage in absolute speed. He crossed most of the court like a lightning bolt and entered the defense area of ​​the safety in an instant.

Although Donald Washington III tried his best to sprint towards Nelson, Nelson's speed and strength easily suppressed Washington. He gently pulled and shook Washington away from the center of gravity, and threw away Washington by passing by, winning room for advancement again.

Twenty yards.

Thirty yards.

Forty yards.

Freeman made a very good performance and teleported a long pass of 43 yards. Nelson threw away Washington and continued to run wildly for a while, then adjusted his steps, made a cradle gesture, and steadily caught the football. Without any hesitation, he continued to run wildly towards the end zone.

Fifty yards.

Sixty yards.

Seventy yards.

Things were so pure, just running. Nelson integrated into the wind, without relaxing at all, maintaining his highest speed. In this way, the wind rushed into the end zone with a scattered clouds, completing this 80-yard long-distance run-off pass for the Wildcats with an indisputable perfect performance.

"yeah!"

The whole audience cheered up - there was no suspense, there was no suspense at this moment. The Kansas State Wildcats are about to usher in the first American championship trophy in the history of team building; however, there are 38 seconds left in the game, which means that the Ohio State Oaks have another offensive opportunity, so it also means-

"Walker!"

"Walker!"

"Walker!"

The endless shouts of shouting in the audience rose again, everyone was blushing, hoarse and roaring happily, and the enthusiasm from the heart was spreading freely in the Super Dome Stadium. Even the Oaks could feel this pure and sincere emotion.

Standing on the sidelines, Pres's face turned pale. They clearly succeeded in the touchdown again and put the championship in a sure way, but he couldn't laugh.

The entire coaching staff gathered at him again, and Pres stared at Lu Yiqi with gritted teeth: He knew that the guy was behind the scenes.

However, Lu Yiqi looked at Pres openly, without resisting or making excuses.
Chapter completed!