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

Referee Anthony Taylor blew his whistle again.

The game has restarted.

Having suffered a humiliating start, the entire Paris Saint-Germain team went into a frenzy. These multi-million dollar stars were determined not to be outdone by a Bundesliga team at the Parc des Princes.

Neymar, standing in the center circle to kick off, forcefully flicked the ball backwards before sprinting forward.

French supercar Kylian Mbappé made a high-speed run down the left flank. On the right wing, Di Maria and center forward Edinson Cavani both surged forward simultaneously.

The formidable attacking force of PSG's four star players launched a fierce high press and relentless attack on Dortmund's half.

The cheers of the more than 40,000 home fans rose wave after wave, and the sound of the entire stadium almost lifted the grass.

In the fifth minute of the game, PSG midfielder Guy delivered a low long pass to Neymar on the left wing.

The Brazilian star controlled the ball and, facing Dortmund wing-back Achraf Hakimi, rapidly circled it with both feet as if they were powered by motors. His dazzling stepovers forced Hakimi to retreat repeatedly, making him hesitant to make a move.

Neymar seized the opportunity, suddenly flicking his right foot with the outside of his foot and slashing his body towards the inside.

This was an extremely powerful strike. Ashraf was thrown off balance and hurriedly turned to chase after it, but he was already half a body length behind.

The PSG fans in the stands were just about to stand up and cheer.

A dark yellow figure wildly blocked Neymar's path of attack.

Sun Yang!

The new captain of Borussia Dortmund left the middle open and moved to cover the left flank.

Neymar saw Sun Yang blocking his way and, recalling their previous clash, a surge of old and new grudges welled up in his heart. Instead of passing the ball to Cavani in the open space in the middle, he cut the ball back, preparing to use his footwork to outmaneuver Sun Yang.

With a flick of his left toe, Neymar prepared to tap the ball with his right heel. He executed his signature fancy move, a variation of the rainbow flick.

In the past, Sun Yang, whose defense was only at a passable level, would definitely have been fooled by this set of acrobatic moves.

But things are different now.

Sun Yang, possessing a defensive positioning ability of [Defense 70] and the monstrous defensive prowess of [Kante's Perpetual Motion Machine Lungs], stared intently at Neymar's waist. In the Dream Training Camp, he had been breached by peak Maradona a full five thousand times. In terms of skillful play, Maradona was miles ahead of Neymar.

Sun Yang's ingrained defensive anticipation allowed him to accurately detect the slight deviation in Neymar's center of gravity.

Just as Neymar's right foot was about to touch the bottom of the ball.

Sun Yang made a move.

There were no vicious sliding tackles, no rough pulling of the body.

With a concealed and swift thrust of his right foot, his toe poked the ball in the center just before Neymar's studs could land.

Snapped.

The ball changed its trajectory, rolling directly between Neymar's legs and landing at Hummels' feet behind it.

Neymar was halfway through his move when his foot slipped, he lost his balance, stumbled forward two steps, and nearly fell flat on his face.

Neymar immediately raised his hands and loudly protested to the referee. "He fouled me! He kicked my ankle! Sir, that was a very serious foul!"

Less than five meters from the scene, Anthony Taylor raised his arms in a clear "continue the game" gesture. "Shut up! I saw it clearly, it was a clean defensive interception. Get up!"

Neymar stood there, stunned. He looked down at his ankle; he felt no pain. Sun Yang's tackle hadn't even touched a blade of grass on his sock—a precise interception.

"How is this possible?" The Brazilian star was utterly astonished. In the last encounter, this Asian lad could only defend him by pulling on his jersey and using his body to block him. How did he become so clean and efficient today?

But this was just the beginning of Paris Saint-Germain's nightmare.

Borussia Dortmund's head coach, Lucien Favre, stood on the sidelines with his arms crossed, watching the situation on the field with great satisfaction.

Before the match, he handed over full control of the midfield to Sun Yang. The tactics are now very clear: Dortmund has abandoned possession in midfield, retreating to their own half and using the double defensive midfield barrier of Sun Yang and Witsel to strangle PSG's attack.

In the twelfth minute, Paris Saint-Germain launched another attack.

Midfield maestro Paredes launched a long through ball, attempting to exploit the space behind Dortmund's center-backs.

Di Maria made a high-speed run forward, preparing to control the ball with his chest.

A yellow-black blur streaked towards them from the side and behind. Sun Yang used his terrifying speed to get into position in advance. He leaped high and headed the dangerous pass out of bounds.

In the 25th minute, Paris Saint-Germain launched an attack down the right flank.

Meunier dribbled down the wing and crossed the ball towards the center of the penalty area. Cavani won the first header and headed it back to Mbappe, who was following up at the edge of the box.

Mbappe unleashed a powerful shot.

Sun Yang appeared in the shooting line as if he had radar. Undeterred, he blocked the powerful shot with his thigh.

The match lasted a full thirty-five minutes. Paris Saint-Germain's possession rate was an astonishing seventy percent.

However, not only did they fail to get a single shot on target, they also struggled to penetrate Dortmund's penalty area.

Sun Yang's figure could be seen sprinting and intercepting everywhere on the grass of the Princes Park stadium.

With the cardiopulmonary capacity of Kante, Sun Yang completely unleashed his sweeping attack mode. His tireless running, coupled with precise tackles, together with veteran Witsel, built an insurmountable steel defense between PSG's midfield and attack.

French supercar Mbappe is more frustrated than anyone else right now.

He possesses the most terrifying speed in all of Europe. Yet, after nearly forty minutes of play, he ran back and forth on the left flank seven or eight times without even touching the ball.

Whenever PSG's midfielders tried to launch a long ball or play behind him, Sun Yang would always block their path in advance.

"Give me the damn ball! Stop controlling the ball in the middle! Pass it out!" Mbappe shouted in French from the left sideline at the midfielders.

He was like a Ferrari with a full tank of gas stuck in Paris during rush hour, completely useless.

Not only was Mbappe getting impatient, but the French fans at home were too. The boos started to shift from Dortmund to their dissatisfaction with the home team's slow passing.

On the sidelines, PSG coach Tuchel angrily threw his water bottle to the ground and roared at Neymar on the field, "Speed ​​up the ball movement! Don't get bogged down in their one-on-one battles! Get running!"

But the players, who are now in a state of agitation, are completely unable to listen to the coach's instructions.