Football: He suffered a broken leg at the start of the game, but partnered with Haaland!

When Sun Yang dribbled past two players and entered Paris Saint-Germain's penalty area.

This completely breached Paris Saint-Germain's defense.

Chaos erupted inside the restricted area.

"Don't let him hit the door! Stop him!" Thiago Silva shouted anxiously at the back post.

Center-back Kimpembe, disregarding the Dortmund players making runs from behind, gritted his teeth and lunged at Sun Yang. He lowered his center of gravity, his eyes fixed on the ball at Sun Yang's feet.

Sun Yang dribbled the ball to near the baseline. This was already a very small, zero-degree angle.

Facing Kimpembe's close marking.

Sun Yang quickly circled halfway around the ball with his right foot, making a stepover motion.

Kimpembe remained unmoved. He knew that it would be difficult for Sun Yang to shoot from this angle, and that he was definitely trying to cut the ball back and pass it to him.

Sun Yang landed with his right foot, then suddenly pushed off with the outside of his left foot, propelling his body towards the baseline.

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Kimpembe misjudged the situation and, in a moment of panic, forcibly shifted his center of gravity, resulting in a slip and falling onto the grass.

Sun Yang completely shook off the defense and charged towards the goal along the baseline.

Goalkeeper Navas blocked the near post with his arms outstretched.

In the center of the penalty area, Haaland had already used his powerful physique to push past Marquinhos and get close to the edge of the six-yard box.

Sun Yang caught a glimpse of Haaland's position out of the corner of his eye.

He did not choose to shoot the ball himself.

Sun Yang used the instep of his right foot to push the ball in the lower middle part.

A threatening inverted triangular ground ball!

This pass was extremely powerful and fast, flying close to the grass towards the center of the penalty area.

Thiago Silva, who was responsible for closely marking Haaland, was horrified.

As team captain, Silva demonstrated world-class defensive reflexes. He took a sharp step before Haaland could receive the ball, blocking the passing lane.

The crisis will be averted if we simply block the ball out of bounds.

Silva raised his right foot, ready to clear the ball.

But he miscalculated one thing.

The ball that Sun Yang passed had a strong up-and-down bounce.

The ball rolled rapidly across the wet, slippery grass of the Parc des Princes, hitting a small dent in the turf.

At that crucial moment when Silva's foot was about to land but hadn't.

The ball bounced up without warning!

This is absolutely deadly.

My sister-in-law had calculated the trajectory of the ball accurately before kicking it, but the ball bounced up and hit the side of his foot.

boom.

A dull thud as the ball was struck.

Silva completely miskicked that shot.

Instead of clearing the ball, it applied a force that changed the direction of the ball.

The ball made a bizarre right angle in the air, flew straight past the stunned goalkeeper Navas, and crashed into his own net.

Swish!

The snow-white net churned up a huge wave.

beep--!

Referee Anthony Taylor pointed to the center circle and blew the whistle to signal a valid goal.

Fifty-two seconds into the game!

Borussia Dortmund used a brutal blitzkrieg to breach the Paris Saint-Germain defense!

The goal was scored by Paris Saint-Germain captain Thiago Silva.

The aggregate score became 3-0. With a three-goal advantage and an away goal, Dortmund had PSG completely cornered.

The entire Parc des Princes stadium, with its more than 40,000 French fans, fell silent.

The mouths that were singing the team anthem just a second ago were completely silenced by this goal. The red smoke in the stands was still billowing, but below, you could hear a pin drop.

What happened in the first minute?

They were given absolutely no time to react.

The bumblebee's stinger had already pierced the heart of Paris Saint-Germain.

Goal!

In a studio thousands of kilometers away, He Wei jumped up from his chair and shouted into the microphone.

"Less than a minute into the game! Dortmund breaks the deadlock! It's an own goal!"

"Sun Yang's cutback pass from the byline! He single-handedly turned PSG's right flank upside down! Kimpembe was dribbled to the ground! Thiago Silva's clearance went awry, and he kicked the ball into his own net!"

"Incredible! This is Dortmund's new captain! This is the ability of a top-class midfield commander to break through defenses! You think he's going to fire from the outside, but he insists on charging into your penalty area with a bayonet!"

Xu Yang exclaimed excitedly from the sidelines, "Beautiful! The execution of those tactics is terrifying. PSG didn't react at all. Sun Yang's dribbling past those two players just now, the changes in his ankles—that's master-level ball control! His style of play today completely surprised the French!"

on the field.

Dortmund's bench has gone completely crazy.

Head coach Favre clenched his fists and waved them vigorously at the sky. Veteran Götze hugged the team doctor from the medical team and jumped around.

After scoring, Haaland sprinted towards the byline and grabbed Sun Yang, who hadn't had time to leave.

"Well done, bro! You made him look like an idiot!" Harland slapped Sun Yang hard on the back with his big hand.

Sancho and Hazard rushed over and surrounded Sun Yang to celebrate.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the second half of the Paris Saint-Germain stadium was extremely tense.

Goalkeeper Navas knelt in front of the goal line, helplessly pounding the turf. Kimpembe sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Thiago Silva froze on the spot.

He stared at the ball in the net, his mind blank. He couldn't believe what had just happened.

He was so confident that he would turn the tide at home, but less than a minute into the game, he personally kicked his opponent into the air.

This is the biggest disgrace of my career.

Sun Yang pushed away his celebrating teammates.

He turned around and walked towards his own half of the court.

The route went exactly astray, passing right next to Thiago Silva.

Sun Yang slowed his pace.

He stopped in front of Silva, looking down at the dejected Brazilian defender.

Sun Yang stretched out his right hand and carefully adjusted the captain's armband on his left arm.

"Congratulations, Mr. Silva."

Sun Yang spoke in his most fluent Portuguese, keeping his voice at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Silva looked up, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Sun Yang.

"You promised me that in the tunnel before the match," Sun Yang said, pointing to the PSG goal.

"You said you would definitely put the ball in the net today and teach Dortmund a lesson."

"You're a true man of your word; you really did what you said you would do."

Sun Yang paused for a moment.

"But it's a real shame. You're having your lesson in your own goal."

Murder and kill!

This is what you call the cruelest way to kill someone by destroying their spirit!

Upon hearing these words, Silva nearly coughed up blood. His chest heaved violently, and the veins on his neck bulged.

"Shut up!" Silva was so angry that he was about to shove Sun Yang on the spot.

Referee Anthony Taylor reacted quickly and rushed over to stand between the two.

"Watch your mouth! This is a serious provocation!" Silva roared, pointing at Sun Yang, spitting everywhere.

Anthony Taylor frowned and sternly warned Silva to step back.

Sun Yang ignored the impotently furious Silva.

He turned around, raised his arms, and faced the more than 40,000 silent French ultras in the stands, pointing with his thumbs to his name and jersey number on his back.

At PSG's home stadium, after this goal, we should hear Sun Yang's name called!

The game has restarted.

Neymar and Mbappe, the PSG forwards standing at the center circle kickoff point, stomped their feet hard on the turf. Their faces were so dark they could drip water. These billionaires from the French powerhouse were utterly enraged.