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

The stands of the Olympic Stadium were shrouded in a pale blue haze. Even with limited capacity, the Lazio die-hard fans still managed to create quite a stir.

Blinding fireworks erupted from the north stand, while deafening Roman dialect profanities mixed with harsh boos pressed down on the field like a tsunami.

Faced with Reva's low, powerful tackle, revealing his studs, Sun Yang's muscles tensed instantly. This move wasn't aimed at the ball at all; it was purely intended to injure him.

There was no time to think. Sun Yang's left leg suddenly exerted force, his steel-like muscles exploding completely. Using his abnormal core strength, he leaped from the ground, Reva's sharp cleats scraping past his sole, sending mud flying. As he airborne, Sun Yang gently flicked his right toe upwards, and the ball obediently skipped over Reva's sweeping thigh.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the holographic radar network in his mind automatically unfolded. Pirlo's long pass vision was complete, and the thirty-meter gap in the attacking third was as clear as day.

Lazio's proud Serie A chain defense, at this moment, revealed a one-meter-wide gap. Thirty meters away, the Norwegian monster with the golden bun had already shifted into top gear, flooring the accelerator and speeding toward the left side of the penalty area.

Just as Milinkovic was about to close in on the ball, Sun Yang didn't give him a second chance. He met the falling ball with his right foot and slammed it down with the outside of his foot.

Modric's signature move was triggered. The ball spun violently, curving in a bizarre reverse arc along the grass as he played a through ball. This surgical pass precisely bypassed Alberto, who was preparing to intercept, and slashed a fatal wound in Lazio's three-center-back system.

Haaland, seizing the opportunity of beating the offside trap, unleashed a savage sprint, shaking off the defender. The ball, as if guided by a GPS, nestled comfortably at his feet. The Norwegian wonderkid didn't need to slow down or adjust, striding confidently into the penalty area.

Lazio's center-back Acerbi desperately chased back, forcefully ramming into Haaland from the side and behind. Such a collision would have knocked down an ordinary striker long ago. But Haaland was like a heavy armored vehicle, casually shouldering the ball, and the 1.92-meter-tall Acerbi was bounced back more than half a meter.

Goalkeeper Strakosha decisively rushed out of his goal, spreading his limbs to block the shot. Haaland coldly spotted the gap to his side, and swung his left foot in a decisive sweep. The ball skimmed the ground with a whistling sound as it tore through the air, and before Strakosha could get to the ground, it nestled into the net just inside the far post.

Just three minutes into the game, Dortmund took the lead, starting away from home!

After scoring, Haaland shook off his teammates who tried to rush to celebrate, and charged towards the corner flag like a raging beast. The 1.95-meter giant suddenly braked, his hands forming a gun shape, his index finger arrogantly pointing towards the broadcast camera overhead. He raised his thick neck and unleashed a deafening roar towards the stands.

This set of moves is the signature move of Lazio's star striker, Immobile. Haaland used the most direct and arrogant method to shove the opponent's pre-match provocation right back into their mouths.

"Did you see that?! This is how a Nordic striker finishes! You old-timers from Italy!" Haaland slammed his fist into the Dortmund crest on his chest and roared at the stands.

"You little brat, you think you can be a father just because you scored a goal at the Olympics?" Immobile spat heavily on the grass, then turned and roared at midfield maestro Alberto, "Luis! Get the ball forward, I'm going to teach these beer-drinking German scouts a lesson!"

As a top striker who won the Serie A Golden Boot, Immobile's goal-scoring instinct is well-deserved.

After the match resumed, Lazio's attacking and defensive pace noticeably quickened. The cheers from the home crowd grew louder and louder, turning the entire stadium into a scalding pressure cooker.

In the eighth minute, Alberto made two consecutive feints in the center circle to get rid of Dahoud, and then delivered a hidden low through ball.

The pass cut deep behind Dortmund's right flank defense. Immobile burst forward at an astonishing pace, getting to the ball before veteran Hummels could turn and close the gap, and slipped it into the penalty area.

Dortmund goalkeeper Hitz rushed out of his goal to block. Immobile didn't even look up at the goalkeeper, calmly swinging the instep of his foot and unleashing a tricky shot towards the near post. The ball grazed the inside of the post and went into the net.

The score is now 1-1. Less than five minutes after Dortmund's goal, Lazio quickly equalized.

Immobile remained expressionless after scoring, not even bothering to run and celebrate. He plunged into the net to retrieve the ball, and as he ran back, he deliberately bumped Haaland hard with his broad shoulder.

"Welcome to the adult world, kid. Now that's what a shooter is all about." Immobile, speaking in slightly accented English, dropped a sarcastic remark full of hostility.

Harland's rugged Nordic face immediately flushed red, veins throbbing in his neck, and he was about to explode. Reus, wearing the captain's armband, reacted swiftly, grabbing the beast that was about to go berserk.

The tension between the two teams reached a boiling point within the first ten minutes. Referee Tilpan called several fouls in quick succession to barely keep the situation from spiraling out of control.

The match quickly descended into a suffocating scramble. Sarri's 3-5-2 formation exuded a nauseating stickiness, while Leiva and Milinkovic transformed into two fierce iron pincers, heading straight for Dortmund's midfield Achilles' heel.

The time moved to the thirty-fifth minute. Sun Yang accurately predicted the pass, intercepted Marusic's pass, and quickly turned and accelerated.

Dortmund's attacking trident sprang into action. Reus widened the left flank, Sancho made a high-speed run down the right, and Haaland directly marked two Serie A center-backs, fiercely positioning himself like a bridgehead.

Sun Yang dribbled the ball closer to the edge of Lazio's penalty area, his footwork precise and deliberate. The surrounding defenders immediately sensed the danger and tightened their defensive focus.

Reva cut in from the side, recklessly grabbing Sun Yang's jersey. Milinkovic, like a wall, viciously tackled from the front. The two formed a coordinated encirclement, using both hands and feet, determined to crush this counterattack even at the cost of a card.

In the cramped space, Sun Yang used his strong lower body to withstand Milinkovic's brutal charge. His jersey was torn and deformed by Leiva, the fabric making a tearing sound. He quickly glanced towards the penalty area out of the corner of his eye.

Goalkeeper Strakosha was positioned at least three steps forward, crouching down, intently guarding against Sun Yang's deadly through ball to Haaland.

Sun Yang had no intention of passing the ball. His right foot dug into the turf like a nail, while his left toe unexpectedly and quietly probed the bottom of the ball. Without any obvious leg swing to build up power, he relied entirely on the abnormal explosive power of his ankle to flick the ball upwards.

Totti's signature move, the Panenka.

The ball, spinning sharply downwards, soared into the air, tracing a romantic yet deadly rainbow arc across the night sky above the ancient Olympic stadium. It flew perfectly over Milinkovic's upturned head, past his incredulous eyes, and plummeted straight towards the top right corner of the goal.

Strakosha jumped backward with all his might, stretching his arms to their limit, but he couldn't even touch the air currents created by the ball.

The ball slammed crisply against the inside of the far end of the net, creating a white wave.

2-1! Dortmund overtakes again!

An eerie silence fell over the entire arena for a second. Then, a deafening chorus of boos and curses erupted, loud enough to blow the roof off.

It wasn't just because Lazio was behind. Every Lazio fan understood that move.

This is the Olympic Stadium! This Asian kid from the Bundesliga actually managed to break through Lazio's goal using the signature move of their century-old city rivals, Roma's legend Francesco Totti!

This is utterly humiliating to the home team's fans, a move that goes beyond simply killing them!

Sun Yang completely ignored his teammates who were chasing after him. He pulled up his jersey collar and covered his head, revealing his well-defined eight-pack abs.

He raised two index fingers high, pointing them directly at the Rome night sky, and ran freely along the sidelines, ignoring the angry shouts of the home fans.