Chapter 683: German Cup Final: The Bullfight!

"Okok!"

"Today the streamer is still heavily favoring Dortmund."

"They should be able to win by two or three goals; the remaining league matches hold no significance for Dortmund, so they will definitely go all out in today's game."

Wherever there is a match involving Tang Ye, Wang Chao is there; this statement has never been wrong.

Ready long ago!

【Streamer, can you say anything other than favoring Dortmund?】

【Brother Chao: Favoring Dortmund today; just charge in and buy, it's ok!】

【There's a Korean on the opposing side; let our King Tang of Football go over and teach him a lesson.】

【The second trophy of the season!】

【Damn it, I just saw news of Leipzig fans mocking Tang Ye; how dare they!】

As the players prepared to enter the field, Tang Ye exchanged a brief greeting with Hwang Hee-chan.

Hwang Hee-chan requested Tang Ye's jersey after the match, something Tang Ye naturally would not refuse.

There are already very few yellow-skinned players in Fan Fan Dejia.

"Good luck."

Tang Ye squeezed Hwang Hee-chan's shoulder.

"Dortmund!"

Boom! Boom!

"Dortmund!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Berlin Stadium was filled entirely with the voices of Dortmund fans.

After all, as this season's Fan Fan Dejia champions, Dortmund fans are absolutely number one in Fan Fan Dejia when it comes to creating an atmosphere.

"Tang Ye!"

"Tang Ye!"

"Beep——!!!"

"The match has begun!"

RB Leipzig (3-1-4-2)

Goalkeeper: Gulacsi

Defenders: Klostermann, Upamecano, Halstenberg

Midfielders: Mukiele, Olmo, Kampl, Haidara

Forwards: Poulsen, Hwang Hee-chan

The 3-1-4-2 formation is actually quite rare among the top five leagues.

However, rarity and weakness can never be equated.

RB Leipzig finished third in this season's Fan Fan Dejia (already confirmed in advance), which proves that this team's strength is certainly not weak.

"Guerrero, looking for Tang Ye!"

"Eh, Tang Ye doesn't want it!"

"Tang Ye is helping Guerrero find a better passing option!"

"Straight to Sancho!"

"Brothers, Sancho is playing on the left wing today!"

Sancho and Reus swapped positions; moving to the left wing, Sancho also slightly adjusted his style of play.

Pulling the ball to avoid Mukiele!

Sancho did not choose to drive straight to the byline but stopped first.

Waiting for Tang Ye to make a diagonal run forward, Sancho immediately played a through ball.

"Wow!!!"

Seeing Tang Ye in control of the ball, the Dortmund fans in the stands could no longer hold back.

"Amazing!"

"Amazing, Tom!"

"Great ball! Great ball!"

"..."

Actually, it was still a bit awkward because Tang Ye had not yet touched the ball.

Lifting his leg to let the ball roll naturally forward.

Haaland in the center had already raised his hand!

Lifting his left foot, Tang Ye seemed poised to deliver a 45-degree cross.

Klostermann prepared to intercept!

Boom!

Well, it was actually a feint.

Knocking the ball from his left foot to his right with the inside of his foot, Tang Ye began cutting inside.

"Feeling immediately that the timing for a pass wasn't right; what do you say, King Tang of Football, what's the move now?"

"Pass to Bellingham first!"

Taking possession, Bellingham immediately launched an advance in the front field.

Striding forward with great momentum, he began to slow down once he neared the defensive line.

At this moment, Tang Ye suddenly charged toward the left baseline, dragging Olmo and Kampl along with him.

Everyone thought Tang Ye was the attacking focal point, but in reality, he was not.

Hummels surged up through the center.

He received a back-pass from Bellingham!

Boom!

A direct through-ball was whipped out.

"Oh!!"

The one controlling the ball was Haaland!

Haaland!

Bracing his body against Upamecano, Haaland prepared himself.

Boom!

"Toooorr!!!!"

Goal!

It came from a violent shot by Haaland inside the penalty area; Gulacsi had absolutely no way to stop it.

"Wow!!!!"

Escrivá raised his right fist and suddenly flung it upward.

"Vamos!!!"

"E... Haaaaaland!!!!"

Led by the stadium announcer, the Dortmund fans shouted the scorer's name in unison!

"Damn, awesome, brothers!"

"A goal in just 9 minutes; Leipzig is basically exploded already."

Before the match, Wang Chao had predicted Dortmund would lead by two or three goals.

This was because although Leipzig was inferior to Dortmund, they were still the third-place team in the Fan Fan Dejia this season, so a large lead was not to be expected.

However, the actual situation...

The gap between Leipzig and Dortmund was quite significant. This disparity was reflected not only in the players' form but also in their inherent strength.

Leipzig's defenders < < Dortmund's attackers; this was the direct cause of the current 0:1 scoreline.

As for why Dortmund failed to beat Leipzig in the previous Fan Fan Dejia match...

The answer to this question was actually very simple.

"I f*cking really don't know what the Leipzig fans are being arrogant about. We were saving strength for the match against Mancheng, yet they actually thought they could beat Dortmund."

"Dortmund!!!"

Time quickly reached the 20th minute.

Dortmund held a huge advantage, but because Tang Ye frequently relinquished possession, their lead in possession percentage was actually not that large.

"Back-pass!"

Escrivá shouted from the sidelines.

Reyna executed a timely back-pass; Piszczek seized the opportunity to launch a long ball directly to Tang Ye in the front field.

Another long pass from a defender!

Tang Ye scanned left and right, then moved toward the anticipated landing spot.

His right foot extended!

With Olmo pressing against his side, Tang Ye easily cushioned the ball onto his foot.

"Go, go, go!"

Signaling his teammates to run forward, Tang Ye dribbled in the opposite direction, successfully creating distance from Olmo.

Planting his supporting foot, he twisted his body.

The chance has arrived!

Snap!

【De Bruyne Standard Long Pass Lv6: Not Ashamed to Ask Subordinates】

The pass was somewhat sudden, but fans who often watched Tang Ye's matches reacted immediately.

It seemed Leipzig was about to be in trouble!

The ball soared over Klostermann, dropped, and bounced onto the empty ground in front of Sancho.

The Dortmund winger rushed up and controlled the ball!

Cutting inside!

This was a one-on-one opportunity, though Sancho's speed was indeed not particularly fast.

!

Snap!

A curled shot!

Gulacsi parried the ball away.

Haaland secured the rebound!

Back-pass to Bellingham!

Bellingham feinted a long-range shot but actually delivered another back-pass.

Possession returned to Tang Ye's feet!

Facing the back-pass pushed over by Bellingham, Tang Ye glanced ahead and, without stopping the ball, immediately played a direct through-ball.

Inside the forbidden zone!

Sancho!

"GOAL!!!"

"2:0!"

Beep beep beep beep beep!!!

The stands were filled with discontented voices from Leipzig fans; poor Sancho was even jeered because of his goal.

If before the match most Leipzig fans had favored their home team to win, the situation had now changed slightly.

"Leipzig! What's going on, Leipzig? We're already two goals down before even half of the first half is over!"

"Damn, my prediction for today was still too conservative!"

Sancho spread his arms toward the fans, then embraced Tang Ye tightly.

"..."

The 38th minute!

Leipzig nearly scored, but in the end, it turned into a counter-attack opportunity for Dortmund.

Reyna dribbled forward, covering nearly twenty meters, then passed the ball to Bellingham.

"..."

"Tang Ye!"

"Holy crap, when did he reach the byline?"

"Awesome, is it coming!"

Taking control of the ball, Tang Ye raised both hands, his movement extremely light and deft.

Swish swish!

"Oh!!!"

Executing the Fried Meatball move, he shifted his center of gravity instantly, sending Halstenberg tumbling to the ground.

Crack!

A lightning-fast cross.

In the center, Haaland slid desperately to contest for the ball, but failed to make contact.