Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Rainbow in the Rain

Chapter 959: Rainbow in the Rain

Drizzle.

Lu Ke’s focus was at an unprecedented level. His fingertips could feel the dampness of the rough leather, and the weight of the ball felt heavier than usual. The control of his fingertips seemed a little insufficient, and the muscles in his forearms and upper arms were slightly tense.

Wind.

The sound of the wind whistled from left to right. It seemed that even the slightest gust could be traced as it traveled between his helmet, arms, and fingers. The very low temperature and the biting cold were making the temperature in his blood drop little by little. He was already affected before he even threw the ball.

But Lu Ke didn’t hesitate. He pushed off with his right leg, twisted his waist and abdomen, stepped forward with his left foot, and raised his right hand high. His eyes were fixed on that blurry back. He quickly swung his arm, making subtle adjustments to the designated direction and landing point. At the moment the ball was about to leave his hand, he used a flick of his wrist, like a whip snapping, and "swoosh," he threw the ball out.

Shooting an arrow from a bow!

A rainbow pass!

A world-shattering pass!

But this was not a traditional rainbow pass!

Lu Ke slightly lowered the parabola that was going to glide across the sky, like an arched bridge spanning a river. It flew out lightly, but it didn’t rise straight up. It maintained a height of less than two stories. The arc was flat and light, minimizing air resistance and tearing through the mist and strong winds at Gillette Stadium quickly and fiercely.

A powerful force was injected into the ball. The throwing force was strong, and the tail force was even stronger, like a bright and dazzling lightning bolt that exploded in an instant, splitting all the drizzle and mist. The shimmering light refracted in the tiny raindrops, creating countless wonderful lights, and the entire stadium instantly became extremely bright.

Boom!

That brown-red football traveled with great momentum, and the high-speed spinning ball threw off the continuously falling raindrops and mist, as if it had opened a black hole for a time-space tunnel. All the strong winds and cold rain retreated in the face of its sharp and powerful momentum.

In that fleeting moment, Lu Ke saw his target!

In the hazy drizzle, a blurry white figure twisted and blurred. All the surrounding scenery and colors disappeared into the darkness and gradually became faint, leaving only that one figure running quickly. This made Lu Ke clench his right fist. Even though the ball had already left his control, his entire body’s muscles were still extremely tense, and a unstoppable momentum burst out from his gritted teeth.

"It’s a run!"

"The San Francisco 49ers have surprisingly given the ball to Marcus Lynch, who had a bit of a quiet first half. Lynch is breaking through to the left. Logan Newman and Mario Manningham are clearing the way, which gives Lynch a little bit of room to run. But the New England Patriots’ defense is very quick to fill in. They have formed a circle, cutting off Lynch’s path. Now it depends on Lynch’s pushing and evading ability..."

"Wait!"

"A trick play!"

"It’s a trick play!"

"Lynch turns around, and he throws the ball back to Lu Ke! A trick play! Last season, we saw Drew Brees attempt a similar play in the last moments of the 49ers vs. New Orleans Saints divisional game, but Brees couldn’t get enough passing room and was sacked before he could throw the ball!"

"Now it’s Lu Ke’s turn!"

"Lu Ke! Lu Ke is adjusting! His footwork, Lu Ke’s footwork, beautiful! Although the wind affected the landing point of the ball, Lu Ke used his footwork to successfully catch the ball. This catch was much more difficult than it looked on TV. Lu Ke’s execution was really beautiful!"

"Wilfork! The New England Patriots’ defensive tackle, Vince Wilfork, is trying to get a sack! This is a rare sight. A sack is not Wilfork’s strength, but there’s no going back now. Wilfork is their only hope for a sack!"

"Lu Ke! Wow, that footwork! That footwork is truly amazing! Simple! Clean! Direct! Efficient! Lu Ke shook off Wilfork in just two steps! Lu Ke is passing! Lu Ke is ready to pass!"

"What? It’s a long pass!"

"With the visibility affected by the mist and rain, a long pass doesn’t seem to be the best choice, but... the San Francisco 49ers don’t have time or space to think! Now we can see Ted Ginn’s tearing footsteps in the deep area. Ginn! Ginn is tangled with Talib. He hasn’t been able to get open. Ninkovich is coming to help with the coverage!"

"Wait, wait, this pass is not for Ginn! But who else is in the deep area?"

"Is that... Logan Newman?"

"No, the left side is a complete battlefield now. Logan Newman still hasn’t broken free! That’s... that’s number 13, wide receiver Chad Hall! Unbelievable! It’s Chad Hall! It’s actually Chad Hall! My God, how did Chad Hall get there? When did he get there?"

"God! There are no defensive players around Chad Hall! Steve Gregory is running back to cover! But he has lost his balance, and he lost his advantage when he started to run again! How did all this happen? Why is Chad Hall there? Can someone explain this!"

Chad Hall was running with his head down.

His mind was clear, with only one thought: first a post-corner route, run about 25 yards, then a post route.

Before the snap, this was the route Lu Ke had arranged for him.

Hall didn’t know the specific reason, nor did he know the entire offensive play. He knew his own limitations. He only had a partial understanding of Lu Ke’s complex tactical system, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. So, he honestly stuck to his route.

Whatever route Lu Ke arranged, Hall would complete that route. Meticulously, without changing. This was the only thing he could do on the field: be a pawn in Lu Ke’s hand.

So... "First a post-corner route, then a post route." The same tactical arrangement repeated in his mind over and over again. No extra thoughts were needed. He just had to follow the instructions.

He didn’t notice Ginn’s crossover, nor did he notice Talib’s change of strategy. He also didn’t notice the chaotic battlefield on the other side. After changing his route, he "voluntarily" ran toward the post route.

But the strange thing was that all the offense and defense on the other side stayed within the 35-yard line. As his footsteps continued to move forward, the space between him and the line of scrimmage got bigger and bigger. The chaos got farther and farther away. The defensive players didn’t seem to notice his presence, and no one came to cover him.

He still didn’t let his guard down. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

He kept running forward. He could see in his peripheral vision that the safety who was stationed in the backfield was trying to get closer, but Hall’s running rhythm was still not disrupted.

45 yards to 50 yards. Directly in front of the right goalpost.

"When you get to this area, adjust your rhythm with small steps and look back to see if there’s a pass."

These were Lu Ke’s original words. Hall didn’t know what they meant or why it had to be in this area, but he still faithfully followed Lu Ke’s instructions like a computer.

After his feet entered the corresponding area, Hall began to adjust his body with small steps and turned his head. Then he saw a splendid rainbow in the misty rain, tearing through the sky. The high-speed spinning ball threw all the raindrops away, like a torpedo, and hit him with a fierce momentum.

At this moment, the ball began to drop quickly.

The drop was much faster than he had imagined. It seemed that the speed had suddenly increased by two or even three times. After a high-speed spin, it flew toward Hall’s chest. If Hall’s prediction was not wrong, it should be about 47 or 48 yards from the line of scrimmage. Because of the wind and rain, there might be a one-yard error.

But it was accurate!

Hall looked up, and raindrops began to get into his eyes, making his vision blurry. But he didn’t panic at all, because he knew Lu Ke’s pass. It had been honed through countless hours of practice and tactical meetings. His muscles seemed to have formed a conditioned reflex.

Then, Hall took a small step back, and his hands made a catching gesture near his chest.

"Thud."

The ball quietly went into his arms. The force was much greater than usual, and the tail end was very strong. But the landing point was still accurate. Even with the wind, there was no deviation. To control the landing point, Lu Ke used his wrist to control the force to the extreme, and he overdid it a little.

Hall was a little surprised. He staggered back two steps. The slippery grass immediately made him lose his balance. He was like a spider wearing roller skates, which made him even more flustered, but he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to control his balance.

He almost couldn’t control the ball with his right hand. He could only awkwardly use his left hand to control it as well, then turned around and saw the safety’s figure quickly getting bigger in the rain and mist.

Hall didn’t even have time to react. His mind was screaming that something was wrong. Then he saw the safety, as if he was surfing, unable to control his body at all. His arms were flailing like a windmill, but he still couldn’t control his balance, and then he "whoosh," slid past Hall.

An opportunity!

Hall still didn’t let his guard down. After he adjusted his steps, he took a few more small steps to regain his balance and then started to run. There was an open space in front of him. He couldn’t see any defensive players or any obstacles. It seemed as if he only needed to run forward with all his might to reach the end of the world!

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