Football: Start with the Kaka template, dominate the football field!

On the scoreboard at the Wanda Metropolitano Stadium, the 1-0 scoreline ignited the frenzy of Borussia Dortmund fans like a torch.

But for Liverpool, this is a disgrace.

Halftime. Liverpool dressing room.

Mourinho was furious. He kicked the laundry basket away and roared at Van Dijk.

"Virgil! Is this the performance of the world's best center-back? Getting outplayed? Being beaten like a wooden stake?"

Van Dijk lowered his head, his fists clenched white. He had never suffered such humiliation.

"Second half, push forward!" Mourinho loosened his tie, his eyes fierce. "Forget about defense! We need to attack! Tear them apart! Let them know the price of angering Liverpool!"

……

The second half begins.

Liverpool have indeed changed. They've stopped probing and playing conservatively. Salah, Mane, and Firmino, this attacking trident, pounced on Dortmund's defense like mad dogs.

50 minutes.

Mane bursts down the wing and crosses! Firmino heads the ball into the goal!

boom!

The ball slammed heavily against the crossbeam!

The crowd gasped! Dortmund had escaped a close call.

55 minutes.

Liverpool's offensive efforts finally paid off.

Firmino dropped back to receive the ball, drawing Hummels out of the box. A through ball!

Salah starts his run down the right flank! This "Egyptian Pharaoh" displays terrifying speed, outpacing Schmelzer! Cut inside!

That's the area Salah knows best—the "Salah Corridor".

Facing the covering Akanji, Salah curled a left-footed shot! The ball arced wildly and nestled into the top corner!

1: 1!

Liverpool have equalized!

The Wanda Metropolitano instantly turned into a sea of ​​red! Mourinho ran wildly on the sidelines in celebration, even sliding on his knees!

The game is back to square one.

……

The next twenty minutes were a suffocating tug-of-war.

Both sides were locked in hand-to-hand combat. Each clash was accompanied by the clashing of muscles and screams of pain as they fell. Witsel had a cramp, and Henderson had a cut above his eyebrow.

I've reached my physical limit.

85 minutes.

Liverpool won a corner. Van Dijk rushed into the attacking third.

In the midst of the melee, Matip's shot was brilliantly saved by Bürki!

Dortmund counter-attack!

The ball fell to Reus's feet.

"Run!!!" Klopp roared from the sidelines.

Reus sprinted thirty meters with the ball, but his speed slowed down under Fabinho's pressure. By this time, Liverpool's defense had returned to position. Van Dijk stood in front of the penalty area, like an insurmountable mountain.

Reus passed the ball to Qin Feng in the middle.

At this moment, the game time is 88 minutes and 12 seconds.

Qin Feng received the ball. He stood five meters outside the edge of the penalty area.

Van Dijk immediately closed in. This time, the Dutchman didn't rush in; he spread his arms, blocking all of Qin Feng's paths. His eyes were full of killing intent.

"You can't get through," Van Dyke said in a low voice.

Qin Feng shielded the ball with his back to the goal, feeling the immense force coming from behind him. It was incredibly tough. Without activating his skill, it would be difficult to break through again.

But... who said I was about to break through?

Qin Feng activated his [God's Vision].

Time seemed to slow down in his eyes. He saw it. On the left side of the penalty area, there was an extremely tiny gap. It was the junction between Arnold and Matip.

And there, a hungry beast lies in ambush.

The moment Van Dijk closed in, Qin Feng suddenly made a powerful right turn and charge!

Van Dijk shifted his center of gravity slightly!

In that very instant!

Qin Feng did not turn around!

Using his left foot as a pivot, he subtly tapped his right heel to the left and back!

No Look Pass!

The ball flew like a missile skimming the ground, instantly piercing through Liverpool's dense defense! It went right through Van Dijk's legs!

"What?!?!"

Van Dijk felt a chill in his crotch, turned around, and was terrified!

The ball rolled towards that fatal gap! There! Haaland has already started his run!

"Get in there, you son of a bitch!!!"

Haaland was like a volcano that had been building up its energy all day, and it erupted completely in that moment! He got ahead of Arnold, and didn't even need to stop the ball!

He swung his left leg directly at the rolling ball!

A powerful, mid-air burst!

boom!

The ball let out a sharp whistle! Alisson didn't even have time to raise his hand! The ball had already lifted the net high!

2-1!!!

"A game-winning shot!!! Another game-winning shot!!!"

"Haaland!!! That Majin Buu from Norway!!! He killed the match!!!"

"Qin Feng!!! That backheel assist from a god-like perspective!!! He humiliated the entire Liverpool defense!!!"

Haaland went completely wild after scoring! He took off his jersey, revealing his rock-hard muscles, rushed towards the corner flag, and made the move that the world will remember – meditation.

Behind him, Qin Feng strolled over leisurely. He looked at his underling, who was currently showing off, and smiled. He reached out and placed his hand on Haaland's head, as if crowning a new king.

……

The remaining minutes were a desperate struggle for Liverpool. But Borussia Dortmund stood united and fought back.

The moment referee Skomina blew the final whistle—

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!!!"

The whole world turned yellow and black.

We are the champions!!! Borussia Dortmund are the European champions!!!

All the players rushed onto the field like madmen, pinning Qin Feng and Klopp down! In the stands, Reus cried like a child; Watzke covered his face, tears streaming down his face.

Six-time champion!

Bundesliga, German Cup, Champions League, German Super Cup... They did it!

Awards ceremony.

When Qin Feng, as captain, received the trophy with the big ears from UEFA President Ceferin, golden fireworks lit up the Wanda Metropolitano stadium.

Qin Feng raised the trophy high!

"roar!!!"

At that moment, he was the king of the world.

Just then, the long-lost system notification sound rang in his mind.

[Congratulations, host! You have completed the ultimate epic quest: The Yellow Dynasty!]

[Achieve the unique title: God of Football!]

[Effect: Host's bodily functions are solidified! Peak condition...perpetual!]

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment. Peak performance forever? That meant he could keep playing until he didn't want to anymore?

He looked at the golden confetti flying everywhere, at his teammates celebrating around him, and at his father wiping away tears in the distant stands. He smiled.

"Qin! Come take a picture!" Harland shouted, holding the trophy.

"They're here."

Qin Feng ran over. The camera freezes on the shot.

It was a family photo. In the middle was Qin Feng holding the trophy, and next to him were a grinning Haaland, a handsome Reus, and an excited Klopp.

Behind them lies the golden age of Borussia Dortmund.

End of the book