Zhou Yi suddenly cut diagonally forward, running from the wing to the center, where he received a pass from Sven Bender at the top of the penalty arc.

Facing the incoming ball, Zhou Yi didn't stop it completely to reassess.

Instead, while running, he used his left foot to push the ball to his right, passing it to Hummels, who was not far ahead of him on the diagonal.

Hummels at this moment was like a target man, with his back to the direction of attack, raising his hands and holding off two Borussia Mönchengladbach defenders, ready to receive the ball.

Although he could get the ball, it would be difficult for him to turn around, because there were two Borussia Mönchengladbach players behind him. If he tried to turn forcibly, he would most likely lose possession.

But if he kept his back to the direction of attack like this, unable to turn around, getting the ball would be meaningless, and the longer he held the ball, the easier it would be to lose it…

Just as the ball was passed to him, Hummels also saw Zhou Yi's situation—Zhou Yi, after passing the ball, did not stop or slow down, but continued to rush into the penalty area along the diagonal.

Hummels knew what Zhou Yi was going to do.

So he leaned back suddenly, heavily bumping into the Borussia Mönchengladbach defender, making the Borussia Mönchengladbach player think he was going to turn around. The defender pushed back with even more force, and the two sides wrestled in the penalty area.

But Hummels only wanted to attract the Borussia Mönchengladbach players' attention to himself. Then, with the outside of his right foot, he nudged the ball passed to him by Zhou Yi to the outside, and the ball rolled sideways, right in front of Zhou Yi!

"A one-two!" Marcel Reif exclaimed.

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As Zhou Yi ran into the penalty area without stopping, he had already attracted the attention of the Borussia Mönchengladbach defenders.

Borussia Mönchengladbach midfielder Kramer rushed up from another direction, intending to destroy the ball before Zhou Yi could get it. He slid towards the ball!

But Zhou Yi was still a step faster—he used his toe to poke the ball forward lightly, causing Kramer to slide into empty air!

Then, Zhou Yi jumped up, gracefully leaping over Kramer!

"Good ball! Zhou Yi! This is Dortmund's chance!!"

Kramer failed to stop Zhou Yi, letting him in. Instantly, Zhou Yi became the focus of all the Borussia Mönchengladbach defenders' attention, and everyone switched their target to him. Those who were close pounced directly, and those who were farther away kept their eyes firmly locked on Zhou Yi.

After Zhou Yi broke through Kramer's defense, he regained possession of the ball in the penalty area.

At this moment, three Borussia Mönchengladbach defenders were rushing over from two directions.

At the same time, Borussia Mönchengladbach goalkeeper Ter Stegen also moved over to block the angle.

After receiving the ball, Zhou Yi used the outside of his left foot to lightly flick the ball diagonally forward, seemingly to create an angle for a shot!

Ter Stegen resolutely abandoned his goal and rushed out, spreading his body and stretching his arms as much as possible to block all of Zhou Yi's shooting angles.

Zhou Yi, after flicking the ball, took a step to catch up with the ball and swung his left leg—this was a shooting motion!

Dahms and Stranzl, the two Borussia Mönchengladbach defenders who had come back from the center, made a sliding tackle almost simultaneously, intending to use their bodies to block Zhou Yi's shot.

In front of the Dortmund coaching bench, Kotana widened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the scene in front of the goal.

A hat trick?

She couldn't help but clench her fists.

But Zhou Yi's raised left foot didn't shoot. When it came down, he slammed on the brakes next to the ball, a feint!

Unable to stop, Dahms and Stranzl both slid in front of Zhou Yi, blocking the path of the onrushing Ter Stegen. Dahms and Stranzl had both blocked Dortmund's key shots in the game before, but this time, they became useless decorations…

Immediately after, in a flash of lightning, Zhou Yi used the outside of his right foot to flick the ball towards the center!

A pass!

Not a shot, a pass!

After attracting almost all the defenders to his side, he faked a shot and chose to cross!

Only then did everyone notice that Borussia Mönchengladbach's goal was completely empty, wide open!

And Mark Wagner appeared there. He seemed to know that Zhou Yi would pass the ball back, and he appeared at the receiving point right when Zhou Yi passed the ball. Facing the ball passed by Zhou Yi, he swept it into the goal!

The ball flew into the empty net without any suspense!

3:2!

Dortmund took the lead!

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"Mark! Mark! Mark Wagner—!!!" Marcel Reif roared, drawing out the syllables. "In the ninety-third minute and eight seconds! Dortmund completed the comeback! Like a roller coaster, Dortmund took a thrilling high-altitude dive and finally arrived safely at the finish line!"

In his roar, Mark Wagner excitedly ran towards the Südtribüne (South Stand) behind the goal.

Not only the Südtribüne, the entire Westfalenstadion was roaring with joy at this moment.

The instant Mark knocked the ball into the goal, all the Dortmund fans in the Südtribüne jumped up and raised their arms, shouting, like a storm that swept across the entire stadium.

On the bench, Yan Min, who had been substituted, saw the ball go in and his knees buckled. He didn't manage to control himself and knelt directly on the grass next to the field. Next to him, excited teammates jumped three feet high and rushed onto the field.

They were cheering, looking for people to hug.

Yan Min took a deep breath, but still couldn't control his wildly beating heart.

Too exciting.

Too exciting…

Klopp was like a boxer, constantly waving his fists forward. Even Buvac, who wanted to go up and hug him in celebration, didn't dare to get close, for fear of being hit. At this moment, Klopp wasn't paying attention to anything around him. He just wanted to vent his emotions.

Kotana clenched her fists and waved them.

Zhou Yi didn't perform a hat trick, so she didn't have to consider how to deal with being proposed to in public.

But… while relieved, she still felt a little regret in her heart.

Why was that?

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Outside the home team's locker room at the Allianz Arena.

"Sigh!" Hermann Gerland sighed.

The other coaches were silent.

This was truly a result they didn't want to see…

Guardiola was the quickest to react. He coughed and said, "It doesn't matter. Just do our own thing."

At the same time, inside the locker room.

The Bayern Munich players stared blankly at the TV screen, silent for a long time.

After a while, Thomas Müller suddenly exclaimed, "Weren't we saying that their good luck had run out?!"

No one could answer his question, because they didn't know why either.

This season, Dortmund had players getting injured non-stop from the very beginning. The first-team lineup had never been complete. Logically speaking, it was a sign of extremely bad luck.

But even so, they always managed to win the game. No matter how disheveled, stumbling, they always managed to win in the end. Was this a sign of bad luck?

It didn't make sense!

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"Mark volleys! The ball goes in!! Dortmund completes the comeback in the ninety-third minute!" Duan Xin roared excitedly, his voice hoarse, but he didn't care. "By the end of this game, many people were probably despairing, right? But Dortmund didn't! Heaven helps those who help themselves!"

"Ninety-nine percent of the credit for this goal goes to Zhou Yi! From getting the second ball, to two consecutive one-two passes, to attracting Borussia Mönchengladbach's defensive attention, faking a shot, and then passing the ball to Mark, who was following up in the center! Zhou Yi didn't try to hog the glory, even though he could have shot himself, but he chose to pass the ball to Mark, who was in a better position and had a better chance. His composure and decisiveness are the most important reasons why Dortmund was able to turn the game around!"

At this moment, no matter how much Duan Xin "hyped" Zhou Yi, the Chinese fans in front of the TV and online wouldn't feel anything was amiss.

The internet was filled with exclamations of "Zhou Yi is awesome." Those flattering voices were probably even more nauseating and unprincipled than Duan Xin's…

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Mark and Zhou Yi met under the Südtribüne, and they were surrounded by other Dortmund players.

The stands were full of enthusiastic Dortmund fans, who were waving their fists at the players below and shouting loudly.

Below the stands were excited players, who were waving their fists at the fans above.

Not far from them were the Borussia Mönchengladbach players, who were slumped on the ground.

The TV broadcast began to replay the goal just now.

From the moment Zhou Yi got the second ball, the whole process was shown again.

The commentators were all impressed.

"Too calm, too decisive!"

"That fake shot and real pass was controlled so well…"

"What a great assist! Maybe no one thought Zhou Yi would pass the ball at that moment, but he did!"

"The understanding between Mark and Zhou Yi is not just talk. The two have been working together since their youth team days. When everyone thought Zhou Yi would shoot, Mark believed that Zhou Yi would pass, so he appeared in the most crucial position. What would have happened if Mark hadn't moved forward at this time, but had stayed in the crowd? Maybe we wouldn't have seen such an exciting scene!"

"This is the crystallization of teamwork and a perfect embodiment of individual heroism! At the same time, this goal also declares that Dortmund has not given up the fight for the league title this season! This is their manifesto!"