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

Sun Yang was like a heavy pickup truck in fifth gear, forcefully overtaking Kimmich from the side.

The god-level talent, the Wind Child Caniggia, has unleashed his full power.

Kimmich got angry and grabbed the hem of Sun Yang's jersey forcefully.

The immense pulling force deformed the jersey, making a tearing sound.

But Sun Yang's abnormal core strength was completely unreasonable. He knocked Kimmich to the ground, dragged him across the grass for two meters, and managed to break free from the opponent's pull, dribbling the ball away in a cloud of dust.

"F**k! Stop him! Someone stop that monster!" Kimmich lay on the ground, pounding the lawn in agony.

Three-on-three in the frontcourt.

Bayern's defense is on the verge of collapse.

Sun Yang dribbled the ball into the right side of the penalty area.

Neuer lowered his center of gravity to block the near post, while Tolisso and Lucas desperately chased back in the middle.

Sun Yang didn't try to score; instead, he spotted an opening in the middle and delivered a powerful low cross with his right foot.

The ball skimmed along the grass, like a surgical scalpel, cutting straight towards the center of the penalty area.

Haaland surged forward at high speed from the middle like a mad boar.

Boateng also arrived just in time.

Two muscular men, each over 1.9 meters tall and weighing nearly 100 kilograms, simultaneously made sliding tackles inside the penalty area.

One of them was about to score with a sliding shot.

One must disrupt and extricate the situation.

Mars collides with Earth.

The two men simultaneously stomped their large feet on the rapidly rolling ball.

Click.

A series of sickeningly loud, bone-crunching thuds erupted in the penalty area, sending chills down the spines of even the fans in the front rows of the stands.

Boateng's prized iron-fisted footwork has met its match this time.

Haaland's unusually strong calves withstood Boateng's full-force destructive power, completely altering the ball's trajectory.

The ball struck Haaland's boot tip, bounced off Boateng's foot, passed Neuer's fingertips, and fell into the goal.

5 is better than 3!

Dortmund are two goals ahead!

After scoring, Haaland acted as if nothing had happened. He rolled twice and immediately sprang up from the grass, running to the corner flag and waving his arms excitedly.

In contrast, Boateng, the experienced German center-back, was clutching his right ankle in pain, rolling on the ground and howling in agony.

The exceptionally gifted Norwegian wizard possesses a physique as hard as a stubborn rock in the deep mountains of Northern Europe.

The slow-motion replay is very clear.

The tackles were between two equally matched players, and there were no fouls.

It all comes down to who has the tougher footwork.

This time, Boateng suffered a complete defeat. His attempt to cripple Reus's barbaric behavior finally backfired on him.

Less than half an hour after coming on as a substitute in the second half, Bayern's defensive stalwart was stretchered off the field clutching his ankle.

Flick angrily kicked a water bottle in front of the coaching bench, spewing out a string of German profanities.

He had to play his last card, sending young Richards into the game.

The game continued, and the 80th minute had passed.

Terzic also made adjustments, replacing the exhausted Hummels with veteran Piszczek to solidify the defense.

Trailing by two goals, Bayern Munich went into a frenzy.

Flick waved repeatedly from the sidelines, signaling the entire team, except Neuer, to push forward into the opponent's half and fight to the death.

Allianz Arena has become a battlefield for half-court offensive and defensive drills.

Bayern Munich pressed forward, forcing Borussia Dortmund to retreat across the board.

Kimmich received the ball outside the penalty area and was about to turn and look for Lewandowski's position.

He had just shifted halfway when a gust of wind brushed past his back.

Sun Yang blocked his path to receive the ball like a ghost.

Makelele's off-the-ball positioning combined with Rijkaard's spatial cutting skills.

Kimmich didn't even have time to shield the ball before Sun Yang's left foot had already poked the ball away with pinpoint accuracy.

"Damn it! Where did he come from?!" Kimmich was furious. He turned around and tried to grab the gun, but he couldn't even touch Sun Yang's shadow.

Sun Yang had already deftly passed the ball to Bellingham next to him.

Three minutes later, almost the same scene played out again.

Kimmich attempted a one-two with Coman on the right wing.

The ball had just been passed when Sun Yang was already positioned in Koeman's pass lane, easily intercepting it.

"Didn't you eat enough today, Joshua!" Muller yelled anxiously from the side. "Don't pass it over there!"

Eighty-seventh minute.

Kimmich received the ball and, without hesitation, launched a high ball at Lewandowski in the penalty area.

As soon as the ball left his foot, Sun Yang once again blocked the passing route, forcefully stopping the ball with his chest.

The face-to-face meeting was abruptly ended three times in a row.

Kimmich's mentality completely collapsed. He stood there panting heavily, his eyes filled with despair.

His prized vision and passing skills were completely transparent to this young Chinese-American, who could see every single one of his passes clearly.

Flick shook his head helplessly and loudly reminded his players on the sidelines to pay attention to returning to defense.

Bayern's pressing attack was decisively intercepted by Sun Yang, leaving their defense vulnerable.

Sun Yang controlled the ball with his chest, then flicked it with his right foot, sending the ball arcing perfectly through the air and over Bayern's entire midfield line.

Haaland sprinted ahead to meet him.

That long pass was so precise that it hit the back of Bayern's defender.

Neuer demonstrated the top-level professionalism of a German goalkeeper.

The sweeper goalkeeper decisively abandoned his goal and sprinted out of the penalty area.

Haaland and Neuer jumped simultaneously from 15 meters outside the penalty area.

Neuer, taking advantage of his hand movements as cover, headed the ball away forcefully.

The ball flew high into the air and landed near the center circle.

But he hadn't caught his breath yet.

At the top of the center circle, a yellow-black afterimage was rapidly closing in.

Sun Yang looked up, staring at the ball falling from the sky.

The path in front of him was completely clear.

He had no intention of stopping the ball.

This place is a full forty meters away from the goal!

Sun Yang suddenly jumped while running, his entire body folding backwards in mid-air, his waist and abdomen strength like a fully drawn crossbow.

Ibrahimovic's godlike flexibility combined with Zidane's spectacular long-range strike.

With a combination of ultimate skills, an aerial version of a celestial being descending from the heavens erupts.

A mid-air volley shot with both feet off the ground at the extreme!

The instep of his right foot exploded with a deafening thud at the highest point of the ball's descent.

The ball didn't spin at all in the air, flying straight towards the empty goal like a cannonball.

The wind whistled in my ears.

Everyone's gaze followed the incredible white afterimage.

Neuer, who had just landed, turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with despair as he looked at the straight trajectory of the glide.

Lewandowski stopped chasing and covered his head with his hands.

Terzic remained leaning forward in the coaching area, looking like a statue.

The Bayern fans in the south stand couldn't even utter a gasp.

The ball crossed the penalty area, passed the penalty spot, and drew a domineering straight line on everyone's retina.

boom!

The ball slammed into the side netting inside the goal, sending the snow-white net flying high.

This stunning goal was like a heavy hammer blow to the heart of the Allianz Arena.