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

Guide Carlos to unleash his power.

Sun Yang quickly went through Maldini's words in his mind and suddenly felt a sense of relief and clarity. He took a deep breath and gave the system the command to lift the pause.

The noise from the San Siro stadium filled my ears again, and grass clippings continued to fly in the wind.

Carlos, who had been frozen in front of him, suddenly resumed his movements. His thick thigh muscles were fully taut, and he lunged at the ball at Sun Yang's feet like a beast unleashed from its cage.

This time, Sun Yang didn't feint with his upper body. He knew very well that against absolute explosive power, all those fancy feints were a waste of effort. His eyes were fixed on Carlos's stride frequency.

Just as Carlos was about to enter the interception range, Sun Yang suddenly flicked his right ankle. Instead of pulling the ball back, he deliberately nudged it forward half a meter in the direction of Carlos's sprint.

That half-meter distance was exactly where Carlos believed he could easily tackle the opponent's strongest point.

This is blatant temptation.

As a top-class full-back, Carlos would never let such an opportunity slip by. He roared, concentrating all his strength in his left leg, and stomped hard on the turf. With the powerful momentum of his body, he delivered a vicious flying tackle, skimming along the grass.

Carlos went all out. He channeled all his kinetic energy into this sliding tackle, leaving absolutely no room for restraint.

Sun Yang had been waiting for this moment.

Just as Carlos's shoe was about to touch the ball, Sun Yang's right toe shot out first. He placed his toe on the bottom of the ball and flicked it upwards. Then, using the power of both legs, Sun Yang deftly jumped over the sliding tackle of Carlos.

The ball sailed over Carlos's bald head and landed steadily at Sun Yang's feet.

Carlos exerted too much force, and his body slid more than three meters across the grass, unable to stop his momentum. Even if he wanted to stand up and chase after them, it would be too late.

Breakthrough achieved.

The moment Sun Yang landed, he immediately accelerated with the ball, cutting through the entire left flank of the Red team's defense. Before the center-back could cover, he crossed the ball into the penalty area. Although the pass was a bit too long and was caught by the Red team's goalkeeper, Sun Yang excitedly pumped his fist.

It really works.

The experience that superstars accumulate in real combat is an invaluable treasure that money can't buy.

Sun Yang stood there, looking at the star-studded lineup in the frontcourt, when a very bold idea suddenly popped into his head.

What will I get for winning this match? Just a small system reward, maybe a few more attribute points. But what if I lose? Nothing. In this dream training camp, there's no ridicule from the outside media, and no pressure from rankings.

But here stand four legendary basketball stars, and he possesses an incredible ability to pause the game at any time.

It would be a terrible waste not to make good use of this opportunity.

From that moment on, Sun Yang completely stopped treating this match as a football game. The San Siro stadium transformed into his private coaching classroom.

The match was in its forty-second minute.

The white team won a corner kick in the attacking third. Sun Yang took the kick. He sent the ball with a curling shot near the penalty spot. Chaos immediately erupted in the penalty area.

Three Red Team defenders were in position. But Klinsmann leaped high through the gaps in the defense and headed the ball towards the goalpost.

Sun Yang was amazed by the incredible jump and the ability to judge the landing point.

"System, pause the match."

The cheers from the stands abruptly ceased. All the players remained frozen in their various contorted poses inside the penalty area.

Sun Yang strolled leisurely from the corner flag area to the center of the penalty area and stood in front of Klinsmann.

"Coach Jürgen, defreeze."

Klinsmann landed on the ground, looking at Sun Yang who was walking towards him with a puzzled expression. The German striker was very uncomfortable with Sun Yang's frequent use of privileges.

"Jurgen, you have to teach me," Sun Yang said, pointing to the frozen defenders around him. "Just now, three people were pulling on your jersey, and one even kneed you in the thigh. How did you manage to find the ball's landing point so accurately and jump higher than them in such an extremely difficult space?"

Klinsmann paused for a moment, then pointed seriously to his core area.

"Sun, heading the ball isn't about using your bare head; that's for brutes. The first step in heading is engaging your core strength. Look at my position right now."

Klinsmann walked over to a frozen defender and nudged him with his shoulder. "You can't just stand there waiting for the ball to fly. You have to use a series of feints to disrupt the defender's balance. Before I jumped, I took a half-step back with my left foot, and that half-step landed precisely on the point where the defender was putting his weight on."

Sun Yang stared intently at Klinsmann's footwork.

"Judging the landing point is simpler," Klinsmann pointed to the corner flag. "Look at the shape of your foot when you take the free kick, and the ball's spin trajectory in the air. As long as you pass an inward-spinning ball, it will definitely have an accelerating downward arc as it falls. You need to calculate this downward space into your jump height in advance. The most important thing is that when you throw yourself into the air, don't have any fear of injury. You have to be more aggressive than the defenders."

Sun Yang nodded repeatedly, memorizing these key details of how to exert force.

The second half began with the teams switching sides.

In the 55th minute, Van Basten received a through ball from Sun Yang in the attacking third. He skillfully turned and dribbled past a center-back, breaking directly into the right side of the penalty area byline.

The red goalkeeper immediately closed in, completely blocking the near post shooting route. The angle at this position was almost zero, and usually the striker could only choose to pass back in a triangular fashion.

But Van Basten didn't pass the ball. He flicked his right ankle and unleashed an incredible inward-spinning shot. The ball sailed past the goalkeeper's fingertips and slammed into the far corner of the net.

"System, pause!"

Sun Yang shouted and abandoned his opponent, jogging into the penalty area and arriving next to Van Basten.

"Coach Marco," Sun Yang pulled back Van Basten, who had just come out of his freeze, "teach me about that shot. How did you find the shooting space from such a tight angle?"

Van Basten smiled helplessly. He was a very elegant Dutchman with an exceptionally good temper.

"It's not just about shooting technique; it's about an ultimate understanding of space." Van Basten pointed to the goalkeeper standing in front of him. "Look at his positioning. His left heel is already off the ground. This means he's ready to dive and save my cross. His center of gravity is leaning outwards. That's the space I'm looking for."

Van Basten placed a ball at his feet and demonstrated it to Sun Yang in slow motion.

"It's impossible to shoot near the post from this angle. You need to aim for the inside of the far post. The key is locking your ankle. At the moment of the shot, your ankle must be as hard as steel, with absolutely no looseness. Use the outside of your instep to strike the ball, creating a strong inward curve. The force must be crisp, without any hesitation."

Inside the penalty area, Sun Yang mimicked Van Basten's movements, repeatedly swinging his left leg against the air to feel the muscles locking in his ankle. Only after he had completely memorized this power generation pattern did he allow the system to resume the game.