"Ding! Host stamina detected below 50%. Would you like to spend 100 points to purchase a stamina potion?"
Ye Chen's chest heaved as the soccer ball flew overhead.
His stamina had drained too quickly in this match.
He started on the wing, constantly sprinting back and forth for offense and defense.
Later, he played as a withdrawn forward, linking the entire team and dropping back when necessary.
After Piszczek was subbed out, he filled in for Götze's position!
But the biggest factor was the intensity of the game.
Bayern, the Bundesliga powerhouse, dominates both offensively and defensively. Scoring against them requires relentless running!
Weidenfeller launched a powerful throw toward the center circle.
But standing between Ye Chen and the ball were Boateng and Badstuber!
Bayern's players chased him from behind, spurred on by Heynckes' roar from the sideline.
On the stands, Bayern fans chanted in unisonâ"DEFENSE!"
In that moment, Bayern's players and fans became one, playing the role of the twelfth man.
Ye Chen tracked the ball's drop while glancing at the backfield.
There was only one way to score... get past three players!
"Use the stamina potion!"
"Ding! Stamina potion successfully used!"
"Host stamina +50%. Total stamina now at 99%!"
His racing heart calmed instantly, his heavy breathing steadied, and most importantlyâhis legs surged with renewed strength!
This stamina potion is incredible!
Without trying, you'd never know. But once usedâwhat a shock!
With renewed confidence, Ye Chen met the incoming ball with swift precision, nudging it to the right.
The ball flew toward open space on the right flank.
In the next moment, Ye Chen burst into full sprint!
It was like an F1 Ferrari on the race trackâignition, acceleration, and a blistering surge forward!
This was Badstuber's defensive zone!
Since Piszczek's exit, Bayern had focused their attacks down Dortmund's right flank. Olic, eager for a goal, waited outside the box, ready for reboundsâhe was the first to charge in after Gómez lost the ball. No chance he'd make it back in time.
As for Lahm... his earlier duel with Götze had left him drained. Though chasing back, his speed lagged.
Ye Chen surged right for a simple reasonâBadstuber was slower. Faced with a three-on-one, Ye Chen decided to take on Badstuber first!
"Boom!"
The ball skimmed across the pitch.
Ye Chen accelerated, a yellow flash tearing through the field!
Badstuber immediately shifted to the right, not toward the ball, but toward Ye Chen, his boot raised for a sliding tackle.
Ball may pass, but not the man!
Ye Chen anticipated Badstuber's slide. Just as they collided, Ye Chen leapt gracefully over him!
Badstuber's foot swung high, but Ye Chen narrowly dodged the tackle!
Klopp erupted on the sidelines, yelling at the fourth official.
"That was a leg-breaking tackle! Red card him!"
But the fourth official didn't respondâhis eyes locked on the field.
Ye Chen stormed into the box.
The tackle had bought Boateng crucial timeâhe took position just inside the area.
Ye Chen faced the towering Boateng, his expression calm.
His eyes flicked to Neuer behind Boateng, crouched low, ready to pounce if Ye Chen got past.
Bayern's defenders were closing in. Ye Chen had no time to hesitate.
He edged closer to Boateng, nudging the ball left.
"He's cutting inside to shoot!" Boateng's mind flashed with Ye Chen's highlight reels of curling inside shots.
Reacting instantly, Boateng leaned right to block the cut.
But just as the ball reached Ye Chen's left foot, he flicked it to the right!
Yes, the famous "La Pulga" touch!
Ye Chen dashed right along the baseline, while Boateng twisted hard to follow.
"Thud!"
Boateng hit the ground with a heavy crash.
Bayern fans stared wide-eyed, stunned...
How is this possible?
Is he really Chinese? Or is he the Argentine football wizard?
Ye Chen didn't stop to thinkâNeuer, like a fierce tiger, charged out immediately.
With Neuer's large frame, he covered significant ground.
Dribbling past Boateng was meaningless if the ball didn't hit the netâthose 100 points would be wasted!
Seeing Neuer rush out, Ye Chen used the outside of his left boot to nudge the ball sideways.
Neuer shifted frantically to his left.
But attackers have the advantage!
By the time Neuer reacted, Ye Chen had adjusted his stride and curled the ball with his left instep!
The ball arced toward the far post. Neuer doveâ
"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!!"
The commentator's voice roared with excitement.
"Scoring is... Chen~~~~~"
"Ye~~~~~~~~~~"
"What an unbelievable goal!!!!"
"Ye dribbled past three players and fired into Bayern's net at the last moment!"
"Weidenfeller deserves half the creditâsaving Gómez's penalty and launching this attack!"
"Ye's brilliant solo effort clinched the match!"
"His fourth goal tonightâoh my, he's scored four in Der Klassiker!"
"The last player to score four in this derby... sorry, I need to check the records!"
The commentator lost his composure, but Dortmund fans were even more hysterical.
They couldn't believe their eyes!
Ye Chen sprinted toward Dortmund's fan section, leaping high, spinning mid-air, and landing smoothly!
"Siuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"
Fans screamed with him in unison.
Götze, PeriÅ¡iÄ, and Bender dashed across the field, embracing him tightly!
On the sidelines, Klopp raised his arms in triumph!
Veni, vidi, vici!
His second victory at Allianz Arena with Dortmund!