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Chapter 673: First Goal Recorded

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"Oh!"

The moment Sancho took control of the ball, the Mancheng fans in the stands let out a shout.

Realizing what was happening, they immediately launched an attack on Sancho.

"Fuck you!"

"Idiot, idiot!"

"Piece of trash!!!"

Sancho and Gundogan ran side by side, gradually moving toward Dias.

Whether influenced by the voices of the fans in the stands or not, Sancho's rhythm became somewhat disordered.

"Pass back!"

Tang Ye shouted.

But the scene was simply too loud; Sancho could not hear Tang Ye's voice at all.

A step-over...

A feint!

Suddenly accelerating, at this moment Dias, with his back turned, seized the opportunity and kicked the ball away.

"Wow!!!"

"Beautiful!"

"That clearance by Dias was extremely crucial; he successfully stopped Dortmund's attack!"

Gundogan had originally prepared to receive the ball, but he ran past it, and ultimately possession ended up at Piszczek's feet.

Mancheng had stopped Dortmund's first counterattack, but not very cleanly.

Dortmund's counterattack was not yet over!

Piszczek chose to dribble forward himself, advancing a few meters!

Spotting Reus at the far post, Piszczek immediately delivered a long pass.

Slap!

"Oh!!"

The long pass soared over the entire midfield.

Dortmund shifted possession from the right flank to the left!

Reus extended his foot!

A perfect first touch; just then Bellingham surged forward, and Reus decisively pushed the ball out to him.

Pretending to go down the line, he waited for Fernandinho to lower his guard.

Bang!

A very fast knock-ball to beat the defender, Bellingham turned and cut inside!

"Take a look! Hey!"

The pressure was already mounting on Ederson!

By cutting inside, Bellingham forced the Mancheng defensive line to compress inward.

When the time was right, Tang Ye shouted, and Bellingham passed the ball again to Reus on the left baseline.

After all the circling around, Dortmund ultimately chose to attack via the flank.

"Reus..."

"Take your time."

"Mancheng's defensive line has now been compressed to a position very close to the center."

Although the defensive line had been compressed, the players within the Mancheng team maintained good order, and Reus could not find a good passing target for quite some time.

Slap!

No one knew where the "slap" sound came from, but suddenly Tang Ye and Bellingham executed a crossing run in the center.

Bang!

Reus played a cutback pass to Pogba.

"Here!"

Tang Ye called out; behind him, Pogba was ready and pushed a through-ball forward, successfully delivering it to Tang Ye's front.

"!!!"

"Block it!!"

Realizing something was wrong, Stones and Dias prepared to block.

Originally, there should not have been a major problem, as Fernandinho was already behind, preparing to engage Tang Ye physically.

However, the time Tang Ye needed to adjust before shooting was simply too short.

You could even say he needed no adjustment time at all.

Bang!

He unleashed a volley.

"Duang!"

Ederson was still half-airborne when the ball struck by Tang Ye hit the grass and bounced up.

The camera zoomed in.

"Goal!!!"

"Goal!!!"

"Oh my god, Tang Ye has scored!"

"Oh!"

"Haha, Dortmund's coordination this time was truly executed with exquisite precision!"

Confirming the shot had gone in, Tang Ye immediately turned to celebrate, only to collide head-on with Piszczek, who was running toward him.

Boom!

"Haha!"

"Let's go!"

Faster, faster!

"Wow!!!"

Swish-swish-swish!!!

This was already who-knows-how-many times Tang Ye had torn apart the three stripes at the Etihad, but it was the first time he had done so as a Dortmund player.

"Vamos!!!"

Escrivá nearly fell from the stands, luckily held back by nearby security personnel and Mancheng fans.

"Vamos! Tom!"

Escrivá's face was completely red.

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Tang Ye scores an unstoppable worldie, Dortmund leads 1:0 away!

【?????】

【Is this really Mancheng? They don't feel that strong.】

【Hehe, it's not that Mancheng is weak; it's just that my Tang Tang Qiuwang is too strong.】

【As a Chelsea fan myself, I can only say Mancheng hasn't reached their best form yet; otherwise, they wouldn't have conceded such a goal.】

【It's almost the 40th minute and they still haven't reached their best form; is Guardiola bringing his players here just to play around?】

"Roar!!!"

Swinging his right arm out, with teammates behind him grabbing at him, Reus pulled so hard he accidentally tore Tang Ye's jersey open.

"Oh shit!"

"Haha!"

The Dortmund staff reacted quickly, grabbing a number 10 jersey and rushing over immediately.

However, Tang Ye was in no hurry; first, he exchanged several shouted insults with the Mancheng fans in the stands.

The stands were full of middle fingers; an angry Tang Ye was just about to raise his right hand when Reus quickly pushed it back down.

"Put your shirt on, put your shirt on!"

Tang Ye put on the jersey brought by the staff member, but reminded by his teammates, he realized he hadn't taken off his previous shirt yet, so he had to take both shirts off simultaneously before putting the new one back on.

"Xuuuuu!!!!"

"Trash TY!"

"Fuck you!"

The opposition's aggression was a bit intense; this time, Tang Ye finally calmed down, said nothing, and simply pointed at the large screen above the Etihad Stadium, reminding the Mancheng fans of the current score.

【0:1】

You're already behind, so what are you still shouting about?

"..."

The match continued.

Holding a one-goal advantage away from home, the Dortmund fans were currently ecstatic, jumping in the faces of Mancheng fans across major social media platforms like Twitter and Instagram.

Although Dortmund had defeated Manchester United in the quarter-finals, they still received some support from Manchester United fans during their clash against Mancheng.

【This Mancheng team is just idiotic, thinking that being first means they're champions; as long as TY was still with us, they'd have to kneel before us.】

【Actually, Mancheng just bribed the anti-doping officials, which is why they won the championship.】

【See now, right? Under normal circumstances, if Manchester United had TY, Mancheng would absolutely not be able to beat us.】

【Can you all stop shouting? Let me ask you, who is currently first in the Premier League?】

Both sides had already started fighting, and judging by the situation, this appeared to be a fairly large-scale battle.

Having missed out on a league triple crown due to Tang Ye's departure, Manchester United fans vented all the anger they had accumulated over an entire season onto Mancheng.

Actually, Mancheng hadn't done anything wrong; they truly had earned first place through their own strength.

But in a state of extreme rage, expecting fans to remain rational was unrealistic.

"..."

De Bruyne received the ball inside the penalty area.

A great chance!

Slap!

A shot was saved and pushed out by the goalkeeper Bürki.

"Tsk..."

Taking a deep breath, De Bruyne, seen in the camera lens, looked helpless.

Guardiola was scratching his head.

In Mancheng's plan, they had anticipated the scenario of conceding the first goal to their opponent, but to be honest, most Mancheng players simply didn't believe they could be scored on first by Dortmund.

Guardiola was naturally making adjustments too, but during these in-game changes, Mancheng encountered a problem.

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