The referee blew his whistle sharply. He strode into the center of the conflict and forcefully separated the two groups.

What happened next infuriated the entire Borussia Dortmund team.

The referee pulled Havertz aside and gave him only a very stern verbal warning. He didn't even bother to reach into his pocket to show a yellow card.

Reus chased after the referee, gesturing excitedly about Havertz's dangerous tackle. Witsel, enraged, kicked a large patch of turf away. The tension was palpable on the pitch.

Favre paced impatiently on the sidelines. He turned to Brandt on the bench and yelled, "Go warm up! Hurry up! Son has to come off the field right now, they've started playing dirty!"

With the game entering its final ten minutes, both sides became increasingly aggressive in their defensive actions, escalating the intensity of the tackles.

85th minute. Dortmund successfully intercepted the ball in their own half. Reus received the ball and looked for a counter-attack opportunity. Haaland dropped deep to the center circle to receive the pass. Reus delivered a very subtle low cross.

Haaland receives the ball with his back to the defender. He flicks the ball out to the outside with his right foot, preparing to force a turn and dribble past his opponent.

Havertz, who had just been verbally abused by Haaland, was now completely bloodthirsty.

He sprinted towards us from the side and behind. Havertz didn't even look at the ball's position; he leaped into the air, his right foot raised high.

The gleaming metal studs slammed straight into Haaland's right thigh with a violent shove.

This was a blatant, leg-breaking flying tackle aimed directly at someone.

Sun Yang was less than five meters away from Haaland. He clearly saw the dangerous move.

Haaland doesn't have that cheat code of invulnerability from his iron legs. If that tackle had landed, this incredibly talented Nordic player could have been sidelined for the entire season.

Sun Yang had no time to weigh his options. He sprinted, squeezing out the last bit of energy from his body.

He slid to the side and front of Haaland like a cannonball, trying to use his body to block the fatal blow.

However, Sun Yang started half a second too late.

As Sun Yang slid in, Havertz's foot, with its gleaming sole, had already touched the edge of Haaland's thigh. In the extremely confined space, Sun Yang could only forcefully lift his right leg upwards. He used his thigh to deflect the terrifying impact of Havertz's studs.

"laugh--"

A sharp tearing sound rang out.

The three men collided violently, rolling around on the grass. Haaland clutched his right calf, writhing on the ground in pain. Sun Yang also lay to the side, clutching his thigh; his shorts had ripped open.

The referee's whistle blew sharply, immediately stopping the game. He turned to the Dortmund coaching bench and gestured for the team doctor to come onto the field for emergency treatment.

Team doctor Schmidt, accompanied by his assistant and carrying a medical kit, ran onto the field.

The assistant quickly knelt down beside Sun Yang. He swiftly cut open Sun Yang's ripped basketball shorts.

Sun Yang's right thigh was slashed by Havertz's metal cleats, leaving a long gash. Blood was oozing out from the cut, a truly gruesome sight.

But Sun Yang himself was well aware that the Iron Legs' 50% damage reduction cheat played a crucial protective role.

This is just a minor superficial skin injury; the internal muscle groups are completely undamaged.

The assistant took out a large bottle of disinfectant spray and sprayed it directly onto the wound. The intense stinging pain made Sun Yang grit his teeth. The assistant then pulled out a large roll of medical bandage and tightly wrapped it around Sun Yang's thigh.

"Don't wrap it up so tightly, I still need to run around." Sun Yang reached out and stopped his assistant. He tried to move his right leg. Apart from a slight tearing pain in the skin, he felt no resistance when using his thigh to exert force.

Sun Yang stood up abruptly and jumped twice on the spot.

The Dortmund away fans in the stands immediately erupted in enthusiastic applause. They shouted Sun Yang's name loudly.

Sun Yang didn't respond to the stands. He limped over to Haaland.

Schmidt is conducting a professional and meticulous pressure test on Haaland's injured calf. Haaland's sock has been completely torn by the cleats, and there is a large, horrifying bruise on his leg. His condition is much more serious than Sun Yang's.

"Stand up and walk a few steps, see if you can put any weight on it." Schmidt frowned and pulled Harland up.

Harland gritted his teeth and tentatively placed his right foot on the grass. The moment he put weight on it, the massive beast collapsed to its knees. It was completely unable to take a single normal step.

Haaland gratefully grabbed Sun Yang's arm: "Thanks, brother. If you hadn't blocked that, I definitely would have lost my leg."

Sun Yang patted Haaland hard on the back: "Go and get some rest. Leave the rest to me."

"No. He has suffered a severe calf muscle injury and can't play anymore." Schmidt immediately turned around and gestured to Favre on the sidelines that a substitution was necessary.

Enraged, Favre stormed toward the fourth official, pointing at Havertz on the field and roaring, "That bastard is a complete murderer! That malicious flying tackle with his studs showing! What are you waiting for? Are you going to wait until all my players are carried off the field on stretchers?"

On the other side, Bayer Leverkusen coach Bosz rushed over to protest: "This is a man's competitive sport! He didn't do it on purpose!"

The two head coaches exchanged insults on the sidelines, nearly turning into a full-blown brawl.

The referee on the field was pressing his earpiece.

He listened to the reminder in his headset for a few seconds, then turned and made a standard square gesture to the entire arena. He was going to go to the sidelines to review the VAR replay himself.

The more than 20,000 fans at the BayArena all fell silent.

After a long minute, the referee turned and ran back onto the field.

He walked straight to Havertz, who was standing there awaiting his fate. This time, he showed no mercy. The referee pulled a ruby ​​card directly from his shirt pocket.

Red card! Sent off immediately!

The referee pointed sternly into the players' tunnel, indicating that Havertz must leave the field immediately.

Havertz, his face dark, didn't utter a single word of explanation. Under the uneasy gaze of the home fans, he lowered his head and walked into the dark players' tunnel.

On the sidelines, Favre had no choice. He could only push Brandt, who had finished warming up, onto the field to replace the injured Haaland who couldn't continue.

The fourth official raised the substitution board. Brandt replaced Haaland.

This means something harsh: Dortmund has used up all their substitutions for this match. Favre simply cannot substitute the completely exhausted Sun Yang.

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