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

The Norwegian striker unleashed a powerful left kick from the edge of the penalty area.

The ball whistled through the air and hurtled towards the bottom right corner of the goal.

Neuer's massive body stretched out completely, like a collapsing wall of sighs, as he desperately reached out with one hand to grab something as he fell to the ground.

boom!

The ball was abruptly deflected by the thick glove and bounced into the air.

But due to the immense inertia, Neuer, who was launching an attack, and Haaland, who was sprinting at high speed, simply couldn't stop.

Two colossal beasts, each over 190 centimeters tall and weighing nearly 200 kilograms, collided head-on on the muddy, splashing grass.

The dull thud of muscle hitting muscle was clearly audible throughout the arena via the sideline microphones. Both players rolled to the ground simultaneously.

The ball dipped near the penalty spot, leaving Bayern with an open goal!

Boateng and Alaba were still desperately chasing back outside the penalty area, but they were dismayed to find that a yellow and black lightning bolt had already overtaken them from the side and behind.

It's Sun Yang!

The Wind Child unleashed his full potential! His explosive power of 10.07 seconds for 100 meters left a terrifying afterimage in the mud.

Facing the falling ball, Sun Yang didn't even look at the two people lying on the ground, and steadily placed the ball on the inside of his right foot.

The ball skimmed along the slippery grass and rolled lightly into the unguarded goal.

1 is better than 0!

Referee Stiller then blew his whistle and waved his hand toward the sidelines, signaling for the team doctors from both sides to enter the field at the same time.

The rain was getting heavier.

Sun Yang wiped the rain off his face and walked over to Haaland. The tall Norwegian was sitting in the mud, clutching his left leg and wincing in pain.

Team doctor Schmidt rushed over with a first-aid kit and slit open the yellow and black socks with a pair of scissors. Neuer's cleats had left a long gash, and bright red blood mixed with rainwater flowed down.

Seeing the glaring crimson, Sun Yang's eyes twitched, and the anger in his heart rose uncontrollably.

"What's the situation?" Sun Yang asked the team doctor in a low voice.

Schmidt poured hydrogen peroxide on it and rinsed it off: "It's just a superficial injury, no bones were broken. This kid's skeleton is harder than steel."

"Damn old man! Is he attacking in an armored vehicle?" Harland cursed in pain, slapping his hand into the muddy water. He then looked up at Sun Yang, "But that kick you gave him just now was fucking satisfying."

"Shut up, can't you run?" Sun Yang nudged his heel with his toe, his eyes cold and sharp.

You dared to bleed my brother; I'll remember this debt and smash your goal to pieces.

Haaland struggled to his feet, looking at his legs wrapped up like a mummy, and grinned coldly: "Just a scratch? I'll shoot that net through the back of his body tonight!"

"Okay, I'll take care of feeding the ball, and you take care of firing it." Sun Yang patted his shoulder, his gaze sweeping over the Bayern stars in front of him like a knife.

Meanwhile, Neuer also received some basic treatment. He stood up, rubbing his shoulder, and glanced at Dortmund's number 29 and number 17 who were walking back.

On the sidelines, the fourth official confirmed that the goal was valid as there was no offside or foul.

The scoreboard flips. Borussia Dortmund takes a one-goal lead at home.

The match has just entered the sixteenth minute.

In the live stream, Duan Xuan excitedly slammed his fist on the table.

"Goal! Sun Yang followed up with a shot like a ghost! His speed is simply superhuman. He was just caught in a midfield scramble, and in the blink of an eye, he's in the heart of the penalty area, finishing off the attacker!"

Tao Weilian pushed up his glasses and echoed.

"Bayern's strategy has been disrupted. Flick's tactic was to apply pressure and seize the initiative from the start, but Sun Yang's cross directly broke through their defense. Now that they are behind, Bayern has no choice but to push forward aggressively and fight back."

Bayern Munich restarts play from the center circle.

This Bundesliga champion has never been one to back down. Falling behind by one goal didn't break them; instead, it ignited the ferocity of this German machine.

The pace of the game was forcibly increased to an almost suffocating level.

Twenty-first minute.

Müller had just received the ball in the center circle when, facing Dahoud's fierce pressing, he cleverly flicked the ball with his heel, sending it to the right wing.

Alphonso Davies, who originally played left-back, somehow appeared out of nowhere and moved to the right wing.

This young man, hailed as a track and field athlete in the football world, received the ball and ran. His footwork was so fast it was almost a blur, and with a single burst of speed, he outpaced Dahoud by two body lengths.

Akanji quickly pushed out from the side, trying to use his body to block the position. But Davis was completely unreasonable, pushing the ball forward and relying purely on his speed!

He forcefully dribbled past the defense near the corner flag and decisively crossed the ball!

The ball had a very high arc, soaring over everyone at the near post and heading straight for the back of the Dortmund penalty area.

There, Lewandowski, like a war god, had already positioned himself perfectly, leaping high above Hummels.

Hummels desperately tried to take off, but in the aerial battle, Lewandowski displayed the unparalleled core strength of a top European center forward. In mid-air, he forcefully pushed Hummels aside.

His forehead slammed into the ball.

boom!

A powerful header! Goalkeeper Bürki didn't even have time to raise his hand before the ball shattered the net.

1:1.

Bayern responded strongly in just five minutes.

After scoring, the Polish player didn't even bother with any extra celebrations. He rushed into the goal, grabbed the ball, and ran towards the center circle with it in his arms.

As Lewandowski passed by Sun Yang, his gaze was like iron, his face expressionless as he stared straight ahead, not even sparing a glance.

The absolute arrogance of a top center.

Flick clapped loudly on the sidelines and waved repeatedly at Kimmich and Goretzka, his tactical intentions clear.

Continue to oppress them relentlessly!

Haaland stood at the center circle service point, his face darker than the gloomy, rainy day overhead.

"Keep a close eye on that Polish guy!" Haaland roared at his own defense.

The referee blew his whistle again. Haaland passed the ball to Sun Yang behind him.

As soon as the ball came to a stop, Kimmich and Goretzka, one on the left and one on the right, swarmed in again like the grim reapers.

Bayern's two defensive midfielders are determined to completely shut down Dortmund's playmaking in this crucial match.

Having learned his lesson the hard way, Kimmich became wiser. Instead of rushing the first touch, he maintained distance from Goretzka, cutting off all passing options. Whenever Sun Yang dared to accelerate with the ball, the two would immediately close in and attack.

Sun Yang stepped on the ball with his right foot, and his body weight shifted slightly in a very deceptive way.

Maradona's dribbling skills are activated!

He suddenly flicked the ball to the right, his upper body leaning completely to the right.

Goretzka's gaze darkened, and his long legs decisively blocked the path.

Just as the German giant stretched out his leg, Sun Yang's right foot seemed to be electrocuted as he turned the ball back to the left, and his left foot smoothly pushed it forward.

The ball grazed Goretzka's blind spot and went right through.

Kimmich's eye twitched; his defensive instincts were incredibly sharp. After watching the pre-match footage repeatedly, he knew that once this Asian lad got past the first man and picked up speed, Bayern's defense would face disaster.

He completely ignored the ball's trajectory.

Just as Sun Yang was about to accelerate and shake off the double team, Kimmich slid and flew out of the room.

This wasn't a defensive play aimed at the ball. It was a tactical foul aimed entirely at the player.

The gleaming metallic studs carved a terrifying curtain of water across the slippery, muddy ground, and with tremendous force, they stomped towards Sun Yang's right thigh.