Wave after wave.
Gusts of wind, one stronger than the last.
However,
Li Wei, unshaken, continued to accelerate, fully focused on pushing off the ground, speeding up, and sprinting, his calf muscles fully exploding, energy continuously released.
From five yards to ten yards, in just three to five steps, in the blink of an eye, he reached—
First down, secured.
At the same time, the second safety's tackle was also in place.
But what neither the Trojans nor anyone else anticipated was that this was only the beginning of a nightmare.
"Five yards, break the tackle!"
"Oh God!"
"Crimson Tide Storm's number 23 is extremely fierce and dominant, completely relying on the momentum of the run to break the tackle, flipping the opponent, and regaining space to advance."
"McCoy, that's completely LeSean McCoy!"
"Even without the advantage in strength and size, he's still able to fully utilize his speed to engage."
"Ten yards, absolute speed!"
"Wow!"