Confidence in winning

"Li Wei!"

"My God, Li Wei spun away from Mitchell's determined tackle, completely dodging it as if Mitchell were just a green rookie totally played by Li Wei, and then, Li Wei had already broken free."

"Wow!"

"The twenty-five yard line!"

"Now there's only Davis in hot pursuit, but... Li Wei's speed."

"Jesus Christ!"

So close, yet so far, that's indeed the most sorrowful and painful aspect of life, and Davis was experiencing this hard blow:

Clearly Li Wei was right in front of him, yet he was always just a bit short, just that little bit, and then he could only watch as the distance gradually increased bit by bit.

In the end, he was left far behind.

Arrowhead Stadium, the crowd went wild.

"Soaring!"

"Soaring!"

"Touchdown!"

Boom—

The sound rolled on, and then, the classical anthem rose again over the stadium, everyone shouting in unison with all their might.

"He's here, he's there, he's everywhere, he's the Edgerunner, Li Wei, Li Wei, Li Wei!"