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

Before the champagne bubbles of the Bundesliga title win had completely dissipated, the eyes of all of Europe turned to Lisbon, the capital of Portugal.

Bright Stadium.

This football mecca, bathed in the Atlantic sea breeze, is about to witness the most brutal final showdown.

UEFA Champions League Final.

"Fate is truly a playful and ironic playwright."

On the private plane from Dortmund to Lisbon, Reus looked out the window and muttered to himself.

In another Champions League semi-final, Real Madrid, thanks to Bale's last-minute goal, eliminated their city rivals Atletico Madrid and advanced to the final.

Borussia Dortmund vs. Real Madrid.

Youthful Storm VS Galactic Battleship.

The media worldwide went crazy. They pushed every dramatic element to its extreme:

AS: "A 'Child' Returning Home, or a 'Demon King' Seeking Revenge? Qin Feng's Final Judgment at the Bernabéu!"

The Guardian (UK): "Can the BBC's massive firepower destroy Dortmund's Yellow Lightning?"

CCTV Sports Channel began broadcasting Qin Feng's highlights from this season three days in advance. Commentator He Wei's magnetic voice elevated the significance of this final to an unprecedented level: "This is not just a final; it's the ultimate stage for a young Chinese man to prove himself to the world! It's his coronation battle, where he personally overthrows the old king and ascends the throne as the new king!"

……

Lisbon, Estádio da Luz, players' tunnel.

On one side of the passageway stood the Real Madrid players, all clad in pristine white jerseys. Cristiano Ronaldo rested with his eyes closed, Ramos's gaze was piercing, and Casillas was pounding his chest incessantly. Their domineering aura seemed to suffocate the air within the passageway.

On the other side was Borussia Dortmund, dressed in yellow and black jerseys. Veteran captain Kehl was patting each of his teammates on the shoulder, directly encouraging them in the most direct way.

Qin Feng stood in the center of the group, his heart pounding loudly. His gaze swept through the crowd and landed on the familiar yet unfamiliar figure opposite him—Zidane.

The French legend was standing right behind Ancelotti, and his gaze happened to fall on him.

No words were spoken.

But Qin Feng understood a thousand words from those deep eyes.

It was a complex emotion, a mixture of regret, scrutiny, and... expectation.

"Come on," Qin Feng said to himself, "let them see what they really threw away back then."

"beep--!"

The referee blew the whistle to start the match.

Neither side made any probing moves! Lewandowski had just kicked off from the center circle when Bale shot off like an arrow at the other end! Meanwhile, on Dortmund's side, Kehl's tackle sent a large section of turf flying!

Lewandowski had just been headbutted by Pepe when, on the other end, Kehl's sliding tackle brought Modric down. There was no handshake, no apology, only a cold stare and a silent clash of muscles.

From the very first second, the match turned into a fierce, hand-to-hand battle!

……

First half, 35th minute.

The deadlock was finally broken.

Real Madrid earned a corner kick on the left. Di Maria's corner, with strong inward spin, flew towards the center of the penalty area!

Inside the restricted area.

A white figure, like a god of war descending to earth, leaped high from the crowd!

It's Sergio Ramos!

He overcame Hummels' interference and headed the ball powerfully towards the goal!

The ball whistled past Weidenfeller's fingertips and slammed into the net!

1: 0!

"Goooooooooooooooooooooal!!! RAMOS!!!"

"Ramos again!!! Another header!!! On the most crucial stage of the final! Real Madrid's iron-willed captain opened the scoring for the team!!!"

Ramos charged wildly toward the corner flag, kissing the captain's armband on his arm!

Ancelotti was on the sidelines, pumping his fists in frustration! Meanwhile, Klopp was slamming his water bottle to the ground in frustration!

……

Halftime, away team locker room.

"Lift your heads!" Klopp's roar shattered the silence. "It's just a goal conceded! Are you all this scared?! Have you forgotten how we came back to defeat them?!"

His gaze finally settled on Qin Feng.

"Qin, Reus! Second half! I don't care what methods you use! Run! Break through! Shoot! Tear a hole in their damn defense! Do you hear me?!"

"We heard you!" Qin Feng and Royce replied decisively.

……

The second half began with the teams switching sides.

Trailing behind, Dortmund launched a relentless counterattack. But Ancelotti's team displayed world-class defensive discipline.

The central defensive pairing of Ramos and Pepe formed an impenetrable wall, repeatedly thwarting Dortmund's attacks.

Time passed by, second by second.

The 70th minute of the match...

Seventy-five minutes...

As the chants of the Dortmund fans began to grow increasingly heated, the opportunity finally arrived!

Seventy-eighth minute!

Real Madrid's attack was intercepted! After a series of passes between Kehl and Gundogan, the ball reached Qin Feng, who had dropped back to receive it!

He didn't start it immediately as usual!

He first moved towards the center, using a seemingly casual run to draw Real Madrid's defensive midfielder Alonso away from his original defensive area!

"He's creating space for Reus!"

But just when everyone thought he was going to set up his teammates, he suddenly made a reverse run after passing the ball to Reus, cutting towards the vacuum zone he had created behind Alonso!

Reus understood perfectly! He played a through ball without stopping the ball!

Person arrived! Ball arrived!

Qin Feng finally got his first real space to accelerate in the game, right at the edge of the penalty area!

Ramos!

Real Madrid's captain charged out of the penalty area once again! This time, his eyes were filled with vigilance, his body was pressed low, and all his attention was focused on Qin Feng's feet. He would never allow himself to be humiliated again!

History seems to be repeating itself at this moment!

Facing Ramos, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, Qin Feng's speed strangely slowed down.

He controlled the ball in front of him, using continuous small movements of his body to probe, like a top swordsman searching for his opponent's only weakness before a duel.

Ramos remained unmoved, using his world-class defensive experience to shut down all of Qin Feng's inside cuts and changes of direction.

"He's waiting for me to make the first move..." Ramos knew perfectly well.

Right now!

Qin Feng's body suddenly swayed to the right with an extremely realistic shoulder drop!

Now! Ramos instinctively took half a step in that direction!

But Qin Feng did not flick the ball to the right!

Just before he made contact with the ball, his right foot, which seemed poised to exert force, gently pulled the ball diagonally backward with the toe towards the bottom of the ball!

Immediately afterward, before Ramos could fully regain his balance, his supporting foot—the heel of his left foot—sharply struck the ball in the opposite direction as it was pulled back!

Pull the ball back! Tap the ball!

Two of the most basic movements were combined together at an unbelievable time and with a rhythm that defied human biomechanics!

The ball obediently slipped past Ramos's outstretched leg, which he couldn't retract in time!

Qin Feng's body, however, slipped past from the other side!

A brilliant dribbling move that showcased top-level ball intelligence and rhythmic deception!

"My God!!! He tricked Ramos!!!"

The commentator let out an incredulous scream!

Ramos, the world's best center-back, defended against all the dazzling possibilities, yet he was completely outmaneuvered by such a simple and deadly change of pace! He didn't even have time to turn around, and could only watch helplessly as that yellow and black figure disappeared into the distance!

On the sidelines, Zidane, who had been sitting calmly, suddenly leaned forward the moment Qin Feng made that ball-pulling motion, and when he flicked the ball with his heel, he instinctively stood up, his face full of shock!

Having shaken off Ramos, only one last barrier remained in his path!

Igor Casillas!

One-on-one!

Casillas's timing, angle, and blocking range were textbook perfect! His outstretched arms completely covered the last bit of space in front of the goal!

As Qin Feng looked into those familiar, resolute eyes, a memory flashed through his mind: half a year ago at the Bernabéu, when he selflessly assisted Reus in the final moments.

"This time..."

"I'll do it myself!"

He didn't pass the ball again!

Just as Casillas went down to block, he calmly and gently pushed the ball to the right with his right foot!

Shot! To the far corner!

The ball skimmed the grass, spinning with a resolute air, and rolled past Casillas's fingertips!

It crossed the goal line and gently kissed the net!

1-1!

"Goooooooooooooooooooooal!!! QIN!!! QIN!!! QIN!!!"

"They've equalized!!! Dortmund have equalized!!!"

"A magnificent goal that combined intelligence, skill, and speed! He created space for himself in the smartest way! He humiliated the world's best center-back with his incredible changes of pace! Finally, he breached Saint Casillas's defenses!"

After scoring, Qin Feng rushed towards the stands belonging to the Dortmund fans! He leaped high and threw his signature uppercut!

He was announcing to the world—I'm back!

……

At the end of regulation time, the score was tied 1-1.

The game was dragged into a brutal overtime.

Both teams' players were at their physical limits. Every scramble for the ball was testing their willpower.

In the first half of overtime, neither side managed to score.

In the second half of overtime, time was running out.

Everyone thought the match would go to a penalty shootout.

119th minute!

Real Madrid launched a final, fierce attack! Cristiano Ronaldo received the ball outside the penalty area, glanced at Qin Feng in the distance, and his eyes blazed with incredible fighting spirit!

"Kid, your time hasn't come yet!"

He created space and unleashed a stunning long-range shot!

The ball went straight into the top corner!

A last-minute winner?

At this critical moment, who can save Dortmund?

On the other side, on the Dortmund bench, Klopp had already prepared the penalty shootout lineup, his face filled with solemnity and unease.

The air at the Stadium of Light was so tense it was almost explosive!

The final suspense will be revealed in the next second!