Chapter 636: Juninho's 40-Meter Falling Leaf Ball Template? Tang Ye FIFA

"Abraham!"

"Sho—"

"He passed!"

Feinting a shot by lifting his leg, he instead passed the ball back to Kante.

"Hey!"

Tang Ye knew the situation was dire; right under the gaze of Dortmund's midfielders, Kante unleashed a long-range strike.

Duang!

It struck the post, rebounded, and flew into the net.

Bürki sat on the ground.

Bürki's reaction speed was fast, but for a shot from this angle, a goalkeeper simply had no chance.

"Shit..."

Sighing, Dortmund was forced to accept the fact that they had conceded a goal.

"Chelsea indeed; this style of play is reasonable."

"Against Dortmund's defensive line, I think we need to play a bit more decisively; if we can't get through the middle, then take long-range shots!"

Both Pogba and Guerrero possessed only average defensive awareness.

In other words, if Chelsea suddenly attempted long-range shots, these two Dortmund defensive midfielders might be unable to react in time.

"It's fine, it's fine!"

Tang Ye and Reus both raised their hands upward, signaling their teammates on the field to pull themselves together.

However, soon enough Escrivá substituted off the underperforming Reus.

Thorgan came on as a substitute!

"..."

"Sancho, do it yourself!"

"Beautiful!"

"Sigh, he could only pull him down; there was no other way."

Under the gaze of the commentators and fans, Mount pulled Sancho down to the ground, conceding a set-piece opportunity to the opponent.

Just as the commentator said, Mount's foul was unavoidable.

Because if he hadn't reached out to pull him, Sancho's cut-inside pass would have been unacceptable for Chelsea.

As expected, Dortmund handed the ball to Tang Ye to take it.

Standing behind the spot alongside Thorgan, Tang Ye covered his mouth while communicating with his teammate.

He stole a glance at the time.

It was already the 67th minute of the second half; if Dortmund could score a goal at this moment, they would most likely secure victory in this match.

"Come on!"

"TY is awesome!"

"Goal, goal!"

The Dortmund fans on the sidelines kept shouting Tang Ye's name, with some even yelling "Tor," a German word meaning "goal."

They could imagine the scene: Tang Ye directly blasting open the opponent's goal with a free kick.

But regarding this set-piece opportunity, Tang Ye had his own way of thinking.

"Beep!!!"

Thorgan ran out and jumped up.

The defending players in the penalty area scattered; at the same time, Tang Ye also charged forward.

Using his left foot!

Pa!

The pass went high, targeting Haaland at the far post.

Chest control!

Haaland held firm against the collision, guiding the ball with his chest toward the goal.

As he neared the goal, he brought the ball under control at his feet!

Bang!

A shot was unleashed.

The ball went in!

"Torrrrr!!!!!"

"Erling Haaland!"

"A goal from Erling Haaland!"

"3:1! Dortmund has once again breached Chelsea's goal!"

【Mission Progress: Assist Haaland (8/10)】

Hehe!

Raising both hands, Tang Ye waited for Haaland, who was sprinting toward him.

Haaland was very fast.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

Tang Ye felt fear, yet simultaneously excitement.

Stepping back a few paces, he ultimately decided to brace himself and take the impact.

Boom!

Haaland crashed into Tang Ye, hooked his hands under Tang Ye's armpits, and used sheer brute force to lift his teammate into the air.

"Hahahaha!!!!!"

Haaland's mouth was wide open, with messy blond hair cascading down over his head.

Majin Buu!

Majin Buu represents power.

Master GG represents wisdom.

Wisdom and power combined can solve every difficulty in the world!

The combination of wisdom and power!

Boom boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

"Fuck!!!"

Lampard roared in fury, unable to accept the fact that Dortmund had scored again.

Damn it!

Chelsea's greatest misery lay in their defenders being out of form, coinciding with facing an opponent skilled in the master-and-majin offensive combination.

The flaws were simply too huge, so huge that the Master only needed to blink once to find your weakness!

"..."

Chelsea's fate was sealed; by the 80th minute of the match, the Dortmund fans in the stands had already begun singing celebratory songs.

If the Chinese fans watching on CCTV Radio could understand German, they would feel just how shocking phrases like "Dortmund Forever Number One" were on the scene!

"A substitution for Dortmund; Brandt is preparing to come on!"

"The player being substituted off is... Tang Ye!"

"Mm, they're taking Tang Ye off to rest."

"It's true they are temporarily first in their Champions League group, but Dortmund still has the Fan Fan Dejia and the German Cup to play, so they indeed need to preserve Tang Ye's stamina."

Tang Ye walked toward the sideline, high-fived Brandt, and then left the field.

Meanwhile, at Signal Iduna Park.

"Tom!"

"Forever Tom Tom!"

"The Savior of Borussia Dortmund!"

"The Light of Borussia Dortmund!"

It was the "Long Live Tom" anthem, albeit a mixed version in English and German.

"We are the Kings of Fan Fan Dejia, Tom!"

"Don't go back to Manchester United! Germany is your home!"

Tang Ye raised both hands and slowly waved them.

The fans' requests were somewhat difficult to answer; all Tang Ye could do was wave back.

"Wow!"

Just as Tang Ye reached the substitute bench, the entire stadium suddenly let out a shocked scream.

Turning his head to look, he saw the ball on the field had ended up inside Dortmund's goal.

It appeared to be a goal by Odoi.

"..."

"Well then."

Tang Ye shrugged his shoulders.

Whether it was 3:1 or 3:2 didn't matter; as long as they secured the three points, that was enough.

"You've worked hard!"

Escrivá shook his head with a bitter smile, then embraced Tang Ye.

Check Dongqiu Di Match Report: Dortmund defeats Chelsea 3:2 at home to top Group D; Tang Ye scores one and assists two to win MVP, Mount fails to equalize late. (Comments: 135,792)

Topping a group filled with such experts is indeed no easy feat; after the fifth round, Dortmund successfully secured their spot in this Champions League's knockout stage, with the only distinction remaining being between seeded and unseeded teams.

Dortmund with 13 points, Chelsea with 10, Juventus and Istanbul both with 3—this is the current ecosystem of Group D.