With 1 minute and 45 seconds left in the game, the Sabertooth Tiger went on the offensive from 30 yards from the end line.

Blanco looked a little anxious when he attacked, he remembered the principle of straight passing as explained by the elder Watt, and threw the ball like a bullet, and the speed of the ball made Seth, who had just run into the open space. Before Santos could react, the ball grazed the edge of his palm and hit the turf straight onto the turf, bouncing far and high.

"Don't worry, there's still time." Jonny calmed Blanco as he watched the huge electronic clock in the distance, which was beating relentlessly before the ball was completely still.

"I'm afraid not...... Captain ...... "Blanco felt the uneasiness he had not been away from for a long time begin to hit his body again, and there seemed to be a sticky feeling in his palms again.

"You've done a good job." Jonny said to him.

"The ball is flying, don't you see? The ball is flying! I can't control my strength, and if my strength is small, it will be even worse if I am intercepted! Blanco's tone was impatient, and he seemed unconfident.

"You're right." Jonny nodded. "It's still this tactic, the same force, the next ball, pass it to me!"

……

The red and blue jersey shook violently in front of Jonny's eyes, the dull crash and suppressed roar, and the mountain of muscles tangled in front of him, and he took his steps, struggling to move forward in the chaos.

The figure swaying from side to side, the quick turn to dodge, the hideous face hidden in the blood-red helmet, he calmly controlled his steps, and left the red shadow behind him.

Seth also stood out, Blanco only had a 'tank' on his side, and Paarman would soon break through and sack him, making sure the pass was open and getting Blanco to shoot as soon as possible.

Jonny was mentally analysing the situation in front of the formation, as he was 15 yards away, but there was still an insurmountable mountain between him and Blanco's pass.

It was centre-back Maaki, the defensive soul of the Komodo Dragons, who saw Jonny's intentions and blocked the ball with his body, spreading his arms to keep an eye on the defense.

Must get rid of the entanglement! In the face of a strong opponent, Jonny remained calm. He took a big step to the side, and Archie, who was clinging to him, quickly followed, and Jonny took this foot as the axis, twisting his body and turning out of a plane from his side. He immediately leaned in front of Ma Archie, and by this time the gap had formed! He could see Blanco's long arms raised in his position, and he could feel the pressure of Maaki behind him.

Jonny leaned over and steadied himself on the turf, resisting his opponent who was trying to go around the front, and Blanco's ball was passed at this point!

The ball is like an arrow from the string, the force is terrifying, and it can be seen that the backup quarterback is eager to stabilize the mentality, he would rather the ball touch the ground than let the ball be intercepted halfway, and at such a speed, no one can catch it halfway.

The ball came straight for Jonny, who puffed up his chest and let the ball smash into his chest. The oval ball bounced off his armor in an unpredictable direction, and Jonny's powerful reflexes began to work, and he shot with lightning speed, only to suppress the ball in an instant. At this time, a huge force struck behind him, and Ma Aki grabbed his waist and threw him down.

Did you concede the ball?

Players from both sides in the vicinity rushed forward to enter the melee, and Maaki and Jonny suddenly pressed six or seven people, and everyone was desperately looking for the ball in the gap.

It wasn't until the referee stepped forward to pull everyone away, revealing Jonny who was prostrate on the turf, that he realized a corner of the ball peeking out of his arm.

"The offense works! Attacker, saber-toothed tiger, 10 yard ball! The referee spread his arms and made a decision in front of the stats bench.

Jonny, who was lying on the turf and clenched his fists in celebration in front of him, was pulled up by the outstretched arms of Moleno and Herlanders. Santos rushed over to hug him, and Jonny hung his head and smiled, clapping hands with Blanco as he trotted over in celebration.

"Two more times, the Wheat Cup will be ours." The backup quarterback exclaimed.

With 55 seconds left on the 20-yard trail, the Sabertooths could barely organise two rounds of attack, conceding a ball or failing to attack, and they would have lost by three points, but if they did a touchdown, they would make history as the first Newton Sabertooth Tigers team to win the Wheat Cup since their inception.

"I think we can win." 'Giant Palm' Kenny. Fisher, who sat at the top of the bench, was so calm on the pitch that he looked nervous that he habitually rubbed his palms together to find that his large hands were already covered with sweat.

"There is an insurmountable distance between dreams and reality...... beside Fisher, and Phil, who is just as nervous as him. Brown, suddenly, Wen Zou Zou said an epigram that he heard out of nowhere, which made the 'giant palm' turn his face to look at him strangely, while Brown stared directly into the field and didn't realize it.

The crow's beak of the 'cave' unfortunately hit the mark this time.

In front of the saber-toothed tigers, it is an eternal good situation, but in the positional warfare attack that they are familiar with, they are met with stubborn resistance from the Komodo dragons.

On the first attack of 20 yards, Blanco made a hasty shot at Xiao Yang, who was rushing along the edge when Jonny was marked by the opponent's two big generals, and he was not good at passing the ball from distance, and grazed the ball against Isaiah. Yang's palm went out of bounds.

In the second attack, Jonny pulled a perfect gap, Blanco was pressed forward by the opposition central defender Maaki, and the cannonball pass lost its accuracy and hit the grass a few positions away from Jonny.

In the crucial third attack, Seth received the ball from Blanco and charged, following the arrangement of the old Walter, protected by the three linemen of the saber-toothed tigers, to take a straight break. However, at 8 yards, he was surrounded by the opponent's rapidly retracting formation, and finally fell short and failed to successfully advance the position.

With only 15 seconds left in the game, the Sabertooth Tiger remained just 20 yards away from victory under the opponent's strong contraction defense, and could not cross the thunder pool.

The elder Walter used the last timeout after the attack, and the Sabertooths trailed by three points, and whether they can survive the overtime game against their opponents will depend on the kicker. Jordan's shot on goal.

Walter pulled Jordan and Blanco to his side, and repeatedly instilled in the two of them the offensive points of the shooting that had been talked about, and with the brilliant interception touchdown of the Komodo Dragons just now, the old Walter had a shadow in his heart, and he naturally did not dare to take it lightly after that.

In front of the players' bench, Roger handed Jonny a bottle of water, and he looked frustrated, obviously unwilling to drop the chain in such a crucial game.