Artie Burns's footsteps were slightly staggered. After getting rid of Kelsey's entanglement, he didn't have time to catch his breath. With all his might, he threw his body forward, continuing the charge with inertia and centrifugal force whipping around him.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
In Burns's eyes and mind, there was only the red number 23.
Clenching his teeth and tensing his muscles, he hurled himself at his opponent without any reservation.
Closer, even closer—
Li Wei didn't dodge. He came face to face, and Burns wouldn't let Li Wei get away. He stared dead at Li Wei, watching for any sudden changes in direction. Between the shaking and swaying of steps, he was always ready to follow through.
However, there was none.
Relief.
Burns knew his judgment was correct and was about to make a precise tackle, but he still didn't relax. his muscles tensed to the extreme.
Hold.
He held his breath.