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

The beer foam from the night we beat Juventus still seems to linger on the locker room ceiling, but the air at the Blakel training ground is now filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Smoke filled Klopp's tactics room.

On the projection screen, the Bayern Munich logo looked like a heavy mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts.

"I know you all feel like you're the kings of the world right now."

Klopp's voice was deep, and he tapped the table with his knuckles, drawing everyone's attention.

"But now, forget Turin, forget those damn Ballon d'Or odds!"

His voice suddenly rose in pitch, like a heavy hammer slamming down!

"Saturday! Here! We're facing the enemy who will decide our fate for the entire season!"

"In the league standings, we're tied with them on points!"

"In this game, the winner takes the salad bowl! The loser gets nothing!"

"This is our final battle for the throne! Do you understand?!"

"Understood!!!"

……

Saturday, Westfalen Stadium.

An hour before kickoff, this football mecca, capable of holding 80,000 people, had already transformed into a raging expanse of yellow-black lava.

In the South Stand, the world-famous "yellow wall of men" has unfurled a giant tifo covering the entire stand—the image shows a king wearing a yellow and black number 37 jersey, standing on the Bayern Munich team crest, with a tattered crown on his head!

"Qin! Qin! Qin!"

The shouts, as loud as a mountain and as powerful as a tsunami, almost tore the sky apart!

Inside the players' tunnel, the air was so oppressive it felt like you could wring water out of it.

Qin Feng stood in the center of the group, his heart pounding like a drum. His gaze traveled through the crowd and landed on the figure opposite him who was bending over to adjust the captain's armband.

Philip Lamb.

On their coaching bench, the bald man in the expensive wool sweater—Pep Guardiola—was looking at them with an extremely complex expression.

"beep--!"

The referee signaled for the players to enter the field!

The moment Qin Feng stepped onto the grass, the entire stadium was instantly engulfed by a roar of yellow and black!

"The match has begun!" He Wei's voice was taut. "The German Derby! The pivotal battle that will decide this season's Bundesliga title! It has officially started!"

As soon as the game started, everyone noticed that something was wrong.

Bayern's formation has changed to a three-center-back formation!

And their captain, Philipp Lahm, was surprisingly playing in the defensive midfield position!

What's even more suffocating is that from the very first second of the match, Ram was like an inescapable plaster, clinging tightly to Qin Feng's side!

Wherever Qin Feng ran, he followed!

Never leave my side!

"Close marking!" He Wei's voice was filled with shock. "Guardiola used his most trusted captain to 'strangle' Qin Feng in a one-on-one battle throughout the entire match!"

For the first twenty minutes of the first half, Qin Feng practically lived in a state of suffocation. Every time he tried to make a run, Ram's ghostly figure would always appear in his most vulnerable spot before he could react. It wasn't just pure physical confrontation; it was a kind of... mental attack, a dimensional assault!

……

First half, 31st minute.

Reus was double-teamed by Robben and Rafinha on the wing and could only manage to pass the ball back to Qin Feng near the center circle.

An opportunity! But also a trap!

Almost the instant he touched the ball!

Ram, from the front, pressed fiercely against him!

On the other side, Xabi Alonso also silently blocked all his lateral routes!

A grueling stalemate orchestrated by two world-class midfield maestros!

The Borussia Dortmund fans in the stands were on tenterhooks!

It's now!

[God's-eye view], now open!

Qin Feng's brain was working frantically. In his field of vision, Bayern's defense was like a tightening net, blocking all possibilities of ground passes!

But... he "saw" it!

He spotted center-back Dante, who had dropped back by an extremely small margin—half a body length—to prevent Immobile from making a forward run! And above Dante and Boateng, a fleeting golden path appeared!

Qin Feng did not hesitate at all!

Just before Ram and Alonso's bodies were about to touch him!

He used his body to withstand Lahm's charge, and with the toe of his right foot pointing diagonally upwards at the rolling ball, he flicked it with remarkable ease!

"What?!"

Alonso's pupils suddenly contracted!

The ball, like a yellow sprite breaking free of its cage, spun lightly and flew over the heads of him and Lahm! It drew a beautiful parabola and landed precisely behind Dante and Boateng!

"A high-pass through the top!!!" He Wei roared in disbelief!

It's right there!

A blue figure shot forward at high speed, like a ghost!

It's Ciro Immobile!

One-on-one!

Facing the onrushing Neuer, Immobile met the falling ball with a powerful volley!

The ball slipped under Neuer's arm!

Swish!

1: 0!

"Goooooooooooooooooooooal!!! IMMOBILE!!!"

"Immobile!!! He opened the scoring for Dortmund! The source of this attack was Qin Feng! He delivered an unbelievable lob pass while being double-teamed by two world-class midfielders!"

Guardiola stood on the sidelines, clutching his head, and knelt down in disbelief! He had calculated everything, but he hadn't anticipated that the kid would break free of his cage in this way!

……

In the second half, in the 63rd minute, Robben equalized the score with his signature inside cut!

1-1!

The competition is back to square one!

When the game clock struck eighty minutes.

The score remains 1-1.

Just when everyone thought that this crucial battle would end in a draw.

Midfield.

During the challenge, Gundogan managed to pass the ball to Qin Feng in front of him!

Qin Feng received the ball!

In front of him were Lahm and Alonso, who had been running for eighty minutes and were also at their physical limits!

He didn't pass the ball again!

He slammed the ball forward! Go!

Facing Lahm's immediate closing in, he flicked the ball to the outside with his right foot, while simultaneously shifting his body sharply inward! A simple yet efficient change of direction with the ball!

He squeezed past Ram!

"It's over!!!"

Having shaken off Lahm, only one final obstacle remained in his path—Xabi Alonso!

Facing the Spanish midfield maestro, Qin Feng made no further unnecessary moves!

Just outside the penalty area arc!

He swung his right leg!

But instead of kicking the ball directly behind it, he used an extremely awkward motion, striking the ball hard on the right side with the outside of his right foot!

Trivela! Outside-of-the-foot shot!

boom!

A muffled thud!

The ball seemed to come alive the moment it was kicked! It didn't fly towards the goal! Instead, it flew towards the sideline of the field with a strong outward spin that defied the laws of physics!

"What...what is this?! Did they miskick the shot?!" He Wei exclaimed.

Neuer's body also instinctively moved towards the near angle!

But the next second!

The ball, which seemed about to fly out of bounds, suddenly drew an extremely exaggerated and terrifying arc in the air, as if it had been moved by an invisible hand!

It turned a corner!

It was like a spinning scythe, bypassing Neuer's desperate fingertips!

It bypassed the understanding of everyone in the world!

It slammed into the top right corner of the goal!

Swish!

The net is tumbling wildly!

……

At that moment, the Westfalen Stadium, with its more than 80,000 people, fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards...

"Goooooooooooooooooooooal!!!"

"Goal!!! Goal!!! My God!!! What did I just see!!!"

He Wei clutched his head and let out an incredulous, dreamlike roar!

"A...a world-class outside-of-the-foot goal that defies all logic! Qin Feng! In the 80th minute of the match! With a goal worthy of being recorded in history, he put Dortmund ahead once again!"

"He killed the game!!! He almost... killed the Bundesliga title race!!!"

After scoring the goal, Qin Feng could no longer contain his joy!

He rushed towards the south stand and leaped high in front of the massive yellow wall that had gone completely mad for him!

He spread his arms and roared to the sky!

At that moment, he was the one and only king of this stadium!

This goal completely shattered the Bayern players' mental defenses.

Robben stood there blankly, hands on his hips, shaking his head and muttering something to himself. Lahm, the German captain with an iron will, also slumped over, his hands supporting his knees.

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

When the final whistle blew, the scoreboard froze at a number that was enough to make the entire German football world tremble—2:1!

Borussia Dortmund defeated Bayern Munich at home!

They have built a three-point lead in the standings!

At this moment, the salad plate of the Bundesliga champions is practically engraved with their names!

Klopp was the first to rush onto the field! Like a cheetah breaking free of its cage, he jumped directly onto Qin Feng's back, waving his fists and roaring at the top of his lungs!

The players swarmed in from all directions, surrounding the two tightly in the center, and then tossed them high into the air!

Guardiola slumped dejectedly onto the coaching bench.

He looked at the utterly frenzied yellow and black ocean, at the figure of number 37, surrounded by his teammates as king in the air, and in his eyes, there was only a deep sense of powerlessness after being completely defeated by talent.