Dominate the Super Bowl

It was just for a brief moment, all the noise, all the discussions, all the excitement suddenly went silent, and every gaze in the narrow corridor fell on Li Wei.

Not far away, the cornerback group was bustling closer, their clamor highlighting the stark silence before them, even the sound of breathing was abruptly cut off.

A perfect score?

A perfect score!

This was the second player to achieve a perfect score on the Frederick Test in the NFL since Wide Receiver Pat McInally in 1975.

A full forty-one years had passed.

Shocking as this news was, it lacked some impact, serving merely as fodder for casual conversation; after all, the Frederick Test was just a piece of reference data. McInally hadn't been selected until the fifth round after scoring perfectly, so it wasn't something to fuss over.

But this time, the player with a perfect Frederick Test score was a running back—a "muscles without brains" running back?

This…

Stirred up a thousand ripples with a single stone.

The news sprouted wings and in an instant had spread throughout the entire Lucas Oil Stadium, and once-quiet glances were directed once more at Li Wei.

In fact, from his performance during the regular season, it was clear that Li Wei was not a rigid player, but now, seeing the actual test results, one couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

Kamara glanced down at his own test results again, the numbers that had just made him feel so proud now seemed too hot to handle. Muttering a curse under his breath, he was just about to step forward when he decisively halted and quietly retreated, hiding his tracks before he could be humiliated.

As Kamara took his first step away, he saw Fournette. Their gazes inadvertently collided in the air.

Fournette felt a bit embarrassed, held his breath, and silently shifted his gaze away, looking up into the sky, withdrawing from the commotion around him, transforming into a ninja.

Kamara also tactfully turned his head away, looking to the other side, where the cornerback group was coming right at him. He silently began to count—

One. Two. Three…

Meanwhile, the instigator of it all, McCaffrey, was completely oblivious to the stir around him, eyes wide with amazement, looking the alien up and down with a face full of curiosity.

"Wow!"

"Impressive, truly impressive. I just scored twenty-one points and was feeling pretty smug about it. But now, it seems, I've been too narrow-minded, the real master is right here."

"Deserving, it's you indeed."

"Strong, so incredibly strong, ah, it's so exciting, I can't wait to go through the Combine, I want to see how big the gap is between us."

With a burst of rapid-fire excitement, McCaffrey began to rub his hands together, his eyes alight with a fighting spirit, like the glow of a deep-sea fish's light bulb, watching Li Wei.

As the runner-up in the 2015 Heisman Trophy voting, McCaffrey's performance in the 2016 season was still outstanding, delivering top-notch performances for the second season in a row.

And because of this, McCaffrey, Fournette, and Li Wei were hailed as the NCAA's three great running backs of the year.

However, Stanford University's overall performance was lackluster, ranking only fourth even in the Pac-12 Conference. They were nowhere near the national championship, missing all the major bowl games, ultimately only being invited to the inconsequential Sun Bowl.

That's why, at the end of the regular season, McCaffrey announced that he would enter the draft and also stated that he would absent himself from the Sun Bowl to focus solely on preparing for the draft.

This decision met with mixed reactions, with support as well as opposition.

For McCaffrey, he was firm and focused, paying no mind to the chaotic voices. He yearned to be the best running back, to constantly break his own limits and challenge the peak, and on the field of athletic competition, he sought to become a better version of himself; it was that simple.

In McCaffrey's view, at this stage, Li Wei is the best NCAA running back without any dispute; he is also one of the best players among the rookies. Although he doesn't match up to Li Wei right now, it doesn't matter. Being inferior now does not mean he will always be in the future.

He will continue to improve and make progress, taking Li Wei as his target, to engage in an open and fair confrontation, and he looks forward to becoming an even better running back someday.

Obviously, McCaffrey is not alone—

Whether it's positive or negative, whether it's a scheme or a strategy, whether out of envy or jealousy, Li Wei is now the target everyone must beat.

Especially when the Frederick Test ignited an unexpected level of anticipation that even teams without any interest in running backs took notice.

Next comes the physical testing, slightly different from games and training, it showcases a player's physical attributes in specific test events comprehensively.

The basic tests include seven items: the forty-yard dash, 225-pound (102 kg) bench press, vertical jump, broad jump, forty-yard shuttle run, sixty-yard shuttle run, and the three-cone drill.

Among the seven, it is not mandatory for the players to participate in all events.

For example, quarterbacks and wide receivers do not need to participate in the bench press, but it is a mandatory requirement for the offensive line and defensive line.

For instance, the sixty-yard shuttle run is a required event for wide receivers, but there are no mandatory rules for other positions; running backs tend to opt more for the twenty-yard shuttle run.

In addition, there are some specialized events beyond the basic test items tailored for different positions, as in football, different positions face entirely different situations and challenges.

In the running back group, Fournette was undoubtedly the most widely noticed among the players who finished all test events first, as his physical capability was his strongest weapon, and it had been proven.

However, Fournette, who was plagued by injuries on and off throughout the season, still hadn't reached his 100% condition, and his performance in the tests was mediocre.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Forty-yard dash in 4.51 seconds, twenty-yard shuttle run in 4.53, three-cone drill in 7.27, vertical jump at 30.5 inches (77 centimeters), broad jump at 2.95 meters, bench press 25 times.

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The only impressive performance was the bench press, where he ranked first among the running backs at present.

Initially, people speculated that Fournette, hindered by injuries, might not participate in all of the physical tests, as he had already proven himself over the past two seasons, and there was no need to force himself to do the physical tests with a body not yet fully recovered, which could potentially harm his drafting prospects with poor data.

But obviously, feeling the impending crisis from the pincer attack of Li Wei and McCaffrey, Fournette decided to join the physical testing.

Now that the results were out, it was hard to discern Fournette's expression from his dark complexion, but one could vaguely catch a hint of bewilderment from the scattered focus of his eyes.

And then—

Whoa!

Gasps rose from the crowd before they could even catch a glimpse of the physical test data on the big screen, the next second they saw a figure somersaulting like a gymnast, performing handstands, aerial twists, and dizzying acrobatic maneuvers that wowed the entire auditorium.

Thump.

Landing firmly, Kamara raised his head and puffed out his chest with a proud stance, immediately drawing a chorus of whistles, applause, and cheers.

It was flashy and arrogant.

Even the staff responsible for compiling the physical testing data couldn't help but smile.

Kamara lifted his chin high, his eyes gleaming as they darted a quick glance at Fournette, brimming with vigor yet without lingering, confidently resting on Li Wei—

How about it, are you ready?

Fournette didn't have time to gauge Li Wei's response; he turned his head towards the big screen, and his face changed instantly:

Damn.