Chapter 901: Let The Stadium Play "The Song Of Dortmund"!

They felt uneasy, knowing that Su Luo had the ability to send the ball flying past Timo Horn’s outstretched gloves.

The crowd fell silent, watching this decisive moment with bated breath.

When Su Luo prepared to strike, it was as if the entire stadium had stopped breathing.

Balancing perfectly between footwork and power, he focused all his attention on the goal ahead — as though it were the only thing in the world.

Then, in a burst of motion, amidst the roaring cheers, Su Luo unleashed his shot.

The ball streaked through the air like a meteor, carrying unstoppable force toward the net.

Horn reacted instantly, diving to intercept, but no matter how fast he moved, he couldn’t reach Su Luo’s swift and precise strike.

The ball slipped cleanly between his fingertips and slammed into the inside of the net like a bolt of lightning.

The net rippled, producing a sharp, satisfying snap.

The stadium erupted in cheers, the fans moving with the fervor of battle-hardened warriors.

Su Luo raised his head, his face lit with unrestrained pride and joy.

He knew this goal could be the turning point — the moment that would drive Dortmund toward victory.

In the stands, Emily clenched her fists, tears welling in her eyes. She was overjoyed for Su Luo and proud of what he had achieved.

A brief hush fell across the pitch before an explosion of sound roared back to life.

Dortmund supporters stood, scarves and flags raised high, their yellow-and-black colors fluttering like the wings of an eagle. They began to sing the “Dortmund Song,” a tribute to Su Luo’s moment of brilliance.

The voices of tens of thousands washed over the stadium, wrapping Su Luo in a tide of praise and support.

The sight was breathtaking — a sea of passionate faces, raised arms, and powerful chants, all directed at one man.

It was the purest expression of respect and admiration.

Su Luo watched the ball settle in the net before dropping to the turf. At that moment, it felt as though the entire stadium was vibrating with approval, recognizing both his skill and his unshakable confidence.

He could feel the love and acknowledgment from the Dortmund faithful deep in his heart.

This wasn’t just a goal — it was a connection between hearts, forged through the game they loved.

His eyes grew slightly misty. He knew that in this moment, he wasn’t just a Dortmund player — he was a symbol, a core figure admired throughout German football.

He thought back to the day, as a teenager, when he first fell in love with the beautiful game.

Now, on this very pitch, a legend was taking shape.

A powerful sense of mission surged within him — for all the young dreamers chasing greatness, and for everyone who loved football enough to give their all, he would keep working, keep striving for perfection.

When Su Luo walked into the Dortmund locker room, his body was tired, but his spirit soared.

His teammates greeted him with cheers, knowing the goal he had scored belonged not just to him, but to the whole team.

One by one, the players returned from the pitch, each offering Su Luo a smile and congratulations.

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