Football: He suffered a broken leg at the start of the game, but partnered with Haaland!

The intensity of those last five minutes was simply suffocating.

This is Borussia Dortmund, a team that is renowned throughout Europe. They are not just known for their terrifying yellow and black walls in Signal Iduna Park.

Once this team loses possession, the forwards press, the wingers tuck in, the midfielders strangle, and the defenders push forward—everyone attacks the opponent like a swarm of enraged wasps.

As soon as Sun Yang received the ball on the right side, three people immediately surrounded him.

This time he learned his lesson and no longer blindly forced a turn. He decisively picked up the ball and handed it to Dahoud, then immediately made a lateral run to receive the second ball.

After passing the ball around a few times, Sun Yang seized the opportunity and made a through pass to the wing.

Unfortunately, Haaland's attempt to overpower his opponent after receiving the ball was thwarted by Akanji.

Possession of the ball changed hands, and the opposing team immediately launched a counterattack!

Unlike when he stood still and watched the game in the youth team, Sun Yang pounced on the ball handler like a cheetah, blocking the opponent's back pass.

Haaland applied pressure from the front, while another player double-teamed him from behind, forcing Witsel to send a cross.

Sun Yang positioned himself ahead of time and decisively intercepted the ball.

Seeing this, Favre, standing on the sidelines, finally nodded in satisfaction.

This kid has an amazing ability to learn. He's not only learning how to deliver the decisive pass, but also how to become the most lethal cog in Dortmund's defensive machine when he doesn't have the ball.

The contest continued, with Sun Yang receiving the ball near the sideline, where Hummels had squeezed out almost all the space he had.

Haaland was urgently calling for the ball up front: "Don't hold onto the ball! Pass it to me!"

With a slight flick of his ankle, Sun Yang sent the ball flying like a sprite close to the ground, silently passing through Hummels' blind spot.

But just as Haaland was about to accelerate, Akanji decisively intercepted the ball and cleared it again.

"My fault! My fault!" Harland roared in frustration, then turned and sprinted back to chase after them.

Sun Yang didn't waste a single word and kept up with the pace perfectly.

The two players, one on each side, pinned Akanji to the sideline like two pairs of pincers, forcing him to kick the ball out of bounds.

Possession was back on their side. Haaland, panting heavily, turned and gave Sun Yang a thumbs-up.

"Monkey King, that's right! In Dortmund, if you concede a goal, you have to treat it like your wallet has been stolen—you have to fight tooth and nail to get it back!"

Sun Yang wiped his sweat and joked, "Then I should do less of this kind of nonsense in the future. As long as I don't concede the ball, that's fine."

Haaland immediately shook his head, his tone unusually serious: "Impossible, everyone concedes goals. But the difference lies in whether you have the guts to come back after conceding."

Sun Yang remained silent for half a second, engraving those words firmly in his heart.

The whistle finally blew to end training, and a large group of players collapsed onto the grass, panting heavily.

Sun Yang felt as if his throat was on fire and his legs were as heavy as lead.

The baptism of the first team far exceeded his expectations. Here, your talent will not be indulged; instead, it will be pressed into the mud and rubbed relentlessly until you grit your teeth and get back up.

Haaland strolled over and tossed a ball to Sun Yang.

"Not bad for a newcomer."

Sun Yang caught the ball steadily and casually retorted, "That headbutt you gave me on the court just now was pretty heavy too."

Harland grinned wildly: "Don't mention it, that's just a special welcome ceremony from Big Brother."

Sancho, who was passing by, bluntly exposed him: "Ignore this bull. His way of welcoming people is usually by sending them straight to the hospital."

Captain Hummels was the last to walk over, giving the skinny Asian young man in front of him a deep look.

"Your passing lanes are incredibly dangerous."

Before Sun Yang could even express his gratitude, the top center-back changed the subject: "But in the Bundesliga, if you're even half a second slower in thinking, that incredible goal could turn into a deadly counter-attack for the opponent."

Sun Yang abandoned his casual attitude and nodded solemnly: "I will make my brain work even faster."

Hummels patted him on the shoulder, his tone low and resolute: "It's not about spinning faster, it's about calculating the next three steps perfectly before the ball even reaches your feet."

Watching the old captain's departing figure, Sun Yang took a deep breath.

There was no unnecessary mutual flattery, just pure, hard-earned practical knowledge, which was invaluable to a genius in dire need of growth.

On the sidelines, Favre closed his tactical board and stood side by side with director Zorc.

Zorc glanced at Sun Yang not far away and casually posed the most crucial question: "Having watched most of this game, do you still think it's risky to put him in the squad for the away game against Augsburg this weekend?"

Favre replied without hesitation: "Of course it's a risk."

Zorc couldn't help but chuckle: "You're still as blunt as ever."

Favre calmly watched the figure juggling the ball, a hint of fanaticism in his eyes that was hard for ordinary people to detect.

"He can hold onto the ball too long, he can be impulsive, and he might even choose to shoot when he's being extremely irrational."

"But this kid has a wolfish nature. He knows how to evolve by getting beaten up and how to fight his way out of a suffocating sense of oppression."

He paused for a moment before finally concluding: "Lesson roster, reserve a spot for him."

Zorc's shrewd eyes narrowed with a deeper smile as he looked at Sun Yang's unruly demeanor, which perfectly matched Dortmund's style, and uttered a meaningful remark.

"Those Arsenal idiots who only care about connections have probably really missed out on a major problem that could ignite the football world this time."

At that moment, Haaland grabbed Sun Yang by the neck and excitedly headed towards the locker room.

"Come on, hurry up, let's get this ice bath started! I need your pancakes to dominate this weekend!"