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

Twenty-third minute.

Chinese defender Wei Zhen cleared the ball with a header in the backfield.

The ball traced a high parabola and landed in the center circle.

Sun Yang met the ball with his chest as it landed, and then smoothly completed a half-turn.

This time, instead of passing the ball, he dribbled directly, like a sharp knife, launching a high-speed attack towards the heart of the Iranian team's half!

"Fuck! Stop that number ten! Use your bodies to block him!" The Iranian coach on the sidelines was so anxious that he jumped up and down, roaring hoarsely in a mix of Persian and English.

Afkan frantically chased after Sun Yang from the side and behind. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Sun Yang, who was closing in on him.

Just as Sun Yang dribbled into the 30-meter attack zone, looking up to find an opening for his teammate to make a run forward.

Afkan completely disregarded sportsmanship and delivered a deadly flying tackle from behind and to the side of Sun Yang.

This action was clearly aimed at a person.

In the live stream, He Wei exclaimed in alarm: "Danger! A tackle from behind! That's an extremely dangerous move!"

Sun Yang's vision radar had already detected the approaching wind behind him, but the enemy's momentum was too strong, and it was too late to completely evade them.

Just as Afkan's spikes were about to imprint on Sun Yang's ankle, a comical scene unfolded.

Afkan was already severely exhausted from being dribbled around like a dog by Sun Yang for twenty minutes. His brain gave the command to make a powerful tackle, but the muscle fibers in his thigh, which were severely strained and filled with lactic acid, simply wouldn't obey him.

Halfway through his high-speed glide on the grass, Afkan's movements became severely distorted.

His supporting leg couldn't be stopped at all. Under the huge inertia, his two legs were forced apart at an exaggerated angle that defied human ergonomics, directly splitting into a terrible "split" on the artificial turf!

"Sizzle—"

A chilling, muffled thud as muscles tore apart was heard, even coming through the microphones on the sidelines.

Afkan's original intention to cripple Sun Yang was greatly reduced, and in the end, he only tripped heavily on Sun Yang's shinbone with his toes.

Sun Yang felt a dull, tolerable pain in his calves. He tensed his core muscles and stomped his feet hard on the floor.

Even though his body swayed violently and he even staggered forward two steps, he didn't fall down!

Straightening his back, Sun Yang forcefully regained his balance and took another big step forward with the ball.

With only 25 meters to the goal, a large gap was exposed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Sun Yang swung his thigh, and his right instep slammed heavily onto the ball like a sledgehammer.

"Bang!"

The football transformed into a white blur, accompanied by a whistling sound, and flew straight into the bottom right corner of the Iranian goal.

The Iranian goalkeeper didn't have time to make any save; he only had time to turn his head and watch.

However, Sun Yang's long-range shot was too focused on angle, and the ball grazed the thigh of the defending center-back in mid-air, deflected, and flew directly out of bounds.

Only then did the referee's urgent whistle finally sound.

He pointed to the corner area with one hand to indicate a corner kick for the Chinese team, and quickly beckoned the medical team on the sidelines to come onto the field with the other hand.

At this moment, Afkan was clutching his groin in agony, rolling and howling on the grass like a dehydrated fish.

His heart-wrenching screams echoed through the empty stadium, sending chills down everyone's spines. That uncontrolled split had resulted in a severe strain on his inner thigh muscles and a large-scale tear in his ligaments.

The attempt to harm others backfired and resulted in harm to oneself.

Inside the CCTV broadcasting room, He Wei took a deep breath and subconsciously clenched his legs: "Ouch, this ball looks painful."

Xu Yang, standing nearby, couldn't help but burst out laughing: "This is a classic case of trying to steal a chicken and losing the rice instead! He wanted to use a dirty tackle to injure someone, but his movement went awry and he pulled his own hamstring. In all my years of playing football, I've never seen such a brutal flying tackle and split. He only has himself to blame!"

Afkan was hurriedly carried off the field by two stretcher bearers, his face streaked with tears and sweat from the pain.

The Iranian coach angrily kicked over a water bottle on the sidelines, forcing him to use a valuable substitution early and bring on a substitute defensive player.

Because of this accident, the game was suspended for a full three minutes.

Three minutes later, the Chinese team took a corner kick.

Hu Jinghang carried the ball to the corner flag, placed it steadily on the white line, stepped back a few paces, and raised his right hand to make a tactical gesture.

Instead of going to the outside to receive the ball, Sun Yang strode into the crowded penalty area and stood near the penalty spot.

This dangerous position immediately alerted the Iranian defenders.

The newly substituted Iranian player, a tall and imposing figure, pressed down on Sun Yang like an iron tower, using both hands and feet to subtly tear at Sun Yang's jersey, attempting to use his size advantage to pin the number 10 to the spot.

Sun Yang had his back to the goal and offered no resistance, allowing the opponent to push him from behind.

He quickly replayed in his mind the slow-motion breakdown of Klinsmann's header technique for disrupting the opponent's balance during the system's live-fire drills.

Pay close attention to the free-throw shooter's stance and anticipate the landing point. Don't blindly exert force in confrontation; learn to utilize the opponent's forward momentum, step back and create space, breaking their balance!

These theories are deeply ingrained in Sun Yang's mind.

The referee blew his whistle.

Hu Jinghang took two steps to run up and used the inside of his right foot to flick a low, flat, and extremely fast half-high ball at the near post.

The ball flew over the head of the defender at the near post and hurtled towards Sun Yang's area.

Just as Hu Jinghang kicked out, Sun Yang, who had been pretending to be dead, moved.

He felt the immense force of the Iranian defender pressing down on him from behind.

Without warning, Sun Yang's waist and abdomen suddenly contracted, and he completely abandoned all back-to-back confrontation. He pushed off with his right foot and took a small half-step forward to the left.

The Iranian defender was pushing forward with all his might, completely unaware that the "cushion" in front of him would suddenly disappear.

The immense inertia caused him to lose his defensive balance, stagger forward, and frantically lunge at nothing.

With their defense completely cleared, Iran's man-to-man defense collapsed!

Sun Yang, facing the ball flying at a flat speed, did not choose the conventional method of charging forward to contest the header.

By this time, his body had already run past the ball's trajectory, but he did not stop at all.

The core strength was fully unleashed.

Sun Yang pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped into the air, forcefully twisting his waist and abdomen in mid-air.

Using his powerful waist strength, he folded into an exaggerated arc in the air, his neck swinging backward in the process.

A classic "looking back at the moon" pose!

His forehead grazed the side of the high-speed ball with perfect precision.

Use someone else's strength against them.

The ball suddenly changed its trajectory in mid-air.

It flew directly over the hands of the Iranian goalkeeper, who was positioned far forward and ready to pounce.

The goalkeeper's feet seemed to be nailed to the grass, and he watched helplessly as the ball flew past him without making a single reaction.

The ball struck the inside of the back post and bounced into the white net, kicking up a cloud of fine grass.