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

Before the dust had settled from the El Clásico, Borussia Dortmund immediately headed to Stuttgart.

In the pre-match tactical meeting room, Klopp's expression was unusually serious. His finger tapped heavily on a photo of a Black player on the tactics board.

"Antonio Rüdiger! Standing at 1.9 meters tall, he's like a wild beast! His defensive style can be summed up in one word—fierce! He treats every defensive play like a war!"

"Qin!" Klopp's gaze turned to Qin Feng. "He'll come after you like a mad dog. The media has already portrayed this match as a clash between 'the beast and lightning.' Don't go head-to-head with him; use your brain and make him pay for his recklessness!"

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The atmosphere at the Mercedes-Benz Arena was electric. Stuttgart fans waved flags bearing the Prancing Horse crest, brimming with confidence in their team's young center-back and hoping he could put an end to the recent onslaught of the yellow lightning bolt in the Bundesliga.

In the sixteenth minute of the match, Dortmund launched a quick counter-attack!

Gustavo intercepted the ball in the backfield and delivered a precise long diagonal pass, finding Qin Feng who was making a high-speed run down the left flank!

Just as Qin Feng was about to accelerate forward with the ball, a huge black shadow, carrying a wild aura, suddenly crashed into him from the side!

It was Rüdiger!

His signature high-knee running style, like an African antelope sprinting, is full of explosive power! He didn't even try to slow down, directly using a strong and clean body to knock Qin Feng, who was still accelerating, out of bounds along with the ball!

"Beautiful defense! From Rüdiger!"

Stuttgart fans erupted in cheers, applauding their "beasts."

Qin Feng got up from the ground, rubbing his sore shoulder. He glanced at Lü Dig, whose eyes were full of provocation and a boastful display of power, as if to say, "This is my territory."

He understood Klopp's meaning. When everyone knows you're going to race in a sports car that can go 300 kilometers per hour, they won't leave you a track anymore. They'll just pile up roadblocks on the road, or even drive armored vehicles to crash into you.

In the following period, every time Qin Feng received the ball, he would immediately be double-teamed by at least two defenders. Rudiger was like his shadow, using his excellent explosiveness and physique to constantly compress the space around him.

In the 25th minute, Qin Feng attempted a one-two with Reus, but the moment he started to move after the pass, he was disrupted by a subtle pulling motion from Rüdiger, causing him to lose speed.

In the 32nd minute, he tried to get the ball on the flank again, but was tightly marked by defensive midfielder Gentner and full-back Schwab, and could only pass it back in frustration.

"Stuttgart's tactics were a resounding success!" The commentator's voice was tinged with seriousness. "They used the most primal and forceful methods to completely sever Qin Feng's connection with Dortmund's attacking system!"

Just when everyone thought Qin Feng would fall into silence, the opportunity came again as the first half was about to end.

In the 41st minute, Dortmund launched another counter-attack. This time, Qin Feng did not try to accelerate the ball upon receiving it!

And coming head-on is Rüdiger again!

Qin Feng looked at the charging "beast" with unusual calm in his eyes.

Just as the two were about to make physical contact, Qin Feng suddenly changed his dribbling rhythm! He flicked the ball upwards with the bottom of his right foot!

Immediately afterward, just as Rüdiger instinctively raised his leg to block, his body squeezed past Rüdiger's other side at an unbelievable angle!

But what about football?

The ball didn't follow him! After being lifted, it slipped perfectly through the space between Rüdiger's legs, which had been widened by his high kick!

A nutmeg! And it was a nutmeg where the ball and the player were separated!

"FUCK!" Rüdiger cursed inwardly. He tried to turn around, but the immense inertia made him stagger like an out-of-control truck before he regained his balance!

Qin Feng had already swept past him and caught up with his own ball again!

"My God!!! He wore Rüdiger's crotch!!!"

Having shaken off his fiercest defender, Qin Feng had a smooth road ahead of him!

One-on-one!

Facing goalkeeper Kirschbaum, who had come out of his goal to attack, Qin Feng even shouted Lewandowski's name loudly, making a gesture as if he was going to pass the ball to him selflessly!

"Lewandowski!"

Kirschbaum instinctively moved half a step towards the middle!

But Qin Feng's right foot, at the moment of contact with the ball, transformed a pass into a lob! With a slight flick of his ankle, the ball drew a delicate parabola, soaring over the fallen goalkeeper and slowly dropping into the empty net!

1: 0!

"Goooooooooooooooooooooal!!!"

"A truly imaginative and humiliating individual performance! He first nutmegged the ball past his opponent, dismantling Stuttgart's defensive linchpin! Then, with a feint, he outmaneuvered the goalkeeper with a chip shot!"

After scoring, Qin Feng rushed to the corner flag, grabbed Reus next to him, and started a stiff celebration dance, which made his teammates burst into laughter.

……

This goal completely enraged Rüdiger.

In the second half, Stuttgart's defense became even more aggressive. They began to double-team Qin Feng relentlessly, almost always arriving with the ball, giving him no chance to breathe.

In the 72nd minute of the match, Qin Feng received the ball again on the left wing.

This time, the ones who came up to block him were Stuttgart's defensive midfielder Gentner and full-back Schwab! The two of them were like two iron gates closing, trapping him tightly near the sideline from both the front and back!

"He's trapped! Qin Feng has no more space! He can only teleport back!"

Just when everyone thought that way!

Qin Feng remained calm despite the two rapidly approaching figures. He changed his body orientation, assuming a posture as if he were about to pass the ball back to the defender.

At that very moment! Schwab, as if possessed, felt that shielding the ball with his back to goal was the perfect opportunity to steal it! He and Gentner pressed forward simultaneously!

A fleeting opportunity! It was clearly captured by Qin Feng's retina!

His right foot, which seemed to be passing the ball back, turned into a pull the moment it touched the ball! Then, using his left foot as a pivot, his whole body drew a perfect and smooth circle in place!

Time seemed to slow down at this moment!

Gentner and Schwab, like two puppets being played by the conductor, both lunged at the air and collided awkwardly with each other!

The Mercedes-Benz Arena fell into an eerie silence that lasted for two seconds.

Immediately, a huge wave of sound erupted, a mixture of shock, admiration, and even a hint of fear!

"What is this?! What kind of way is this to get rid of it?!"

"He's not playing football! He's dancing on the grass!!!"

Having shaken off the encirclement, Qin Feng found himself in an open space once again! But this time, he didn't try to get there himself!

He spotted the mid-lane position and delivered a precise inverted triangular pass!

There, Lewandowski arrived in a flash and, without stopping the ball, fired a shot!

boom!

The football went into the net!

2: 0!

After scoring, Lewandowski didn't celebrate by himself. Instead, he excitedly rushed towards Qin Feng, pointed at Qin Feng's feet, and made that "shoe-shining" gesture again in front of all the fans!

This time, I am completely convinced!

Royce, who was not far away, also ran over. He looked at Qin Feng with disbelief in his eyes: "Hey, Qin, that... that circle just now, how did you come up with it?"

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow smugly: "How about it, Marco? Could you do it?"

Reus paused for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "I can't do that. But if it were me, I would pass it with a low, curved pass using the outside of my foot."

"Mine is still more handsome!" Qin Feng concluded without any modesty.

These two goals completely shattered Stuttgart's mental defenses.

In the end, Borussia Dortmund won 4-0 away from home.

After the match, Rüdiger, head down, was the first to walk into the players' tunnel; he didn't even exchange jerseys with anyone. That night, he was utterly defeated and left questioning his existence by that 18-year-old.

The next morning, a news story exploded in German football circles with earth-shattering force.

The front page headline of Bild was extremely impactful:

Armin Vei is sacked! Dortmund's 4-0 thrashing of Stuttgart proved to be the final straw!

The news report stated that Stuttgart FC held an emergency meeting overnight after the match and dismissed head coach Armin Fay.

The accompanying picture showed Qin Feng drawing a perfect circle on the spot, causing Gentner and Schwab to collide awkwardly.