Focus!

Absolutely focused!

AJ Hawke's entire brain was completely cleared at this time, and his vision was tightly locked in the opposite running back DeAngero Williams. He knew that the opponent would definitely choose to run the ball, and there was a high probability that the incident should be a direct head-on collision, leaving the linebacker with not much time to attack, but he still did not relax at all.

Forget all possibilities for the time being. The more urgent the moment, the more you need to calm down. Don’t think randomly, but focus on the offense and defense in front of you.

Tighten!

"attack!"

The moment Hawke caught Delholm's kick-off command, his footsteps immediately rushed forward, and bypassed the entangled area between the offensive and defensive front lines, and directly took a detour and cut in from the side, stabbed into the Carolina Panthers' pocket like a dagger, and then you can see Deonjero who was adjusting his footsteps towards him!

Deongero did not directly step forward and hit the wall, but adjusted his steps in his pocket, rather than trying to push forward, as he tried to consume time.

The confrontation and entanglement between running backs and defensive players is longer and longer, which is why ground propulsion is more suitable for time-consuming; if running backs directly hit the wall, then the time-consuming of ground propulsion is not as good as passing the ball, but the error rate is lower.

Deongero is trying to analyze the distribution of power on the defensive front and then use his personal abilities to gain more time in the confrontation situation.

Chance!

Hawke's pupils suddenly contracted, and his steps did not hesitate or hesitate at all. He rushed forward with all his might. With a glance at the end of his eyes, he could see quarterback Delholm trying to help his teammates disassemble.

But Hawk didn't spend any attention at all. His footsteps pulled horizontally and hit Delholm's shoulders in dislocation. Then Delholm turned on the spot like a gyro, while Hawk's footsteps continued to move forward without any impact, and even rushed forward with the help of the collision force.

Push the ground!

Hawke's speed and strength had reached the extreme. He cruelly threw De'angerro down with a hungry tiger's attitude. His heavy power did not give De'angerro any chance to escape resistance, so he suppressed him hard, aimed at De'angerro's arms and fiddled with both hands.

Bang!

The helmets slammed together, and a terrifying sound broke out.

Bang!

The strong impact between the body caused a wave of air, and it seemed that you could feel the sound of every muscle bursting.

Bang!

Hawke gritted his teeth tightly, and could even faintly hear the sound of his teeth shattering, but he did not relax at all. A bloody burst out in his eyes, and he continued to crush forward violently and forcefully. The roar and roar in his chest were shouting wildly, and all the power burst out.

snort!

Deongero had only time to groan, his chest suddenly suffocated, and his hands had lost control. His arms were empty, and his body began to sink heavily.

In the chaos, Dean Gero also tried to control his body and search for rugby, but the whole body could feel the thickness of the collision. There was no way to clearly identify it between the dizzy and the world was already broken.

...

Adjustment.

Adjustment.

Woodson always adjusts his steps in small steps. As a cornerback, he must stick to his position, but this level of defense is slightly different, because the opponent may choose ground attack to be close to 100%, so he needs to spend more energy to guard the running back and assist in the defense.

Graft!

Impact!

When Hawke's footsteps just passed Delholm, Woodson had already seized the opportunity. He raised his hand and pushed away the wide receiver Smith who was facing him. He stepped forward, and the instant explosive power pushed him forward with all his strength like an arrow.

Bang!

Originally, Woodson was about to assist Hawke in completing the ground defense, but before he could get close enough, he could see a small brown-red jumping bean jumping out. His steps forward were slightly adjusted, and he could catch a white jersey in his sight.

Slowly step!

contradict!

Experience played an important role. Instead of blindly trying to control the ball, Woodson took the lead in clearing the obstacles and directly knocked away the offensive tackle Jeff-Otah who was trying to turn back with a strong impact.

This year's rookie player weighs 340 pounds (154 kilograms), with heavy steps but strong figure. At this time, he was stumbled by Woodson's reaction force, just like a tumbler who could fall down at any time. His weight did not help him grasp the balance of the center of gravity, but instead became the weight applied to him, in a mess.

Woodson was not much better, and his steps were a little staggering, but he still prepared in advance, took full advantage of the reaction force of the impact, and rushed towards the football with all his strength.

flutter!

Woodson bent down and picked up the beating football, controlled it in his arms, and then began to rush forward with all his might.

Back attack!

Drop the ball and attack back!

Woodson's footsteps were still a little staggering, and his internal organs seemed to be shaking violently, so his running steps were shaking and he could not speed up with all his strength, just like a juggler running on a wire rope.

Push the ground!

Although the lungs in his chest were pulling violently like a bellows, Woodson had only one thought in his mind: push the ground! All the remaining energy in his body burst out and was never retained. Every time he pushed the ground, he became more firm, and every forward rushing was more calm!

Push the ground!

Sprint!

It seemed as if Woodson had returned to his college days. With a gust of passion, he could run tirelessly in chasing the wind. The joy and happiness were so pure and so simple that he just needed to run away from the crowd and could easily own the whole world.

"Woodson!"

"Woodson controls the ball! God! Oh! God! The Green Bay Packers defense team created the ball drop and successfully controlled the ball!"

“The competition is not over!”

"Woodson is on a back attack!"

"Twenty yard line! Thirty yard line! Steve Smith is chasing back! Smith is trying to save the defeat! But the Carolina Panthers' offensive team's reaction speed is a bit slow! They seem to be fooled by these drops! Delholm is also chasing back! But the speed is still too far away."

"Woodson is accelerating!"

"Just from absolute speed alone, Smith still has an advantage. He is quickly shortening the distance, and Woodson is still at a disadvantage in his full sprint, not to mention that Woodson has never been able to adjust his steps. But Woodson still did not give up! Woodson still ran with all his might!"

"Forty yard line!"

"Forty-five yard line!"

"Woodson is accelerating in full swing, and Woodson's footsteps have been successfully adjusted! Smith is approaching! But Woodson is still running!"

"Woodson! Charles Woodson is leading the way! God! Incredible! This is really incredible! What are we witnessing?"
Chapter completed!