Bundesliga Top Scorer Ye Chen.

Seeing Ye Chen walk away, Kagawa was already preparing to take the penalty.

However, Klopp's instructions were instantly relayed to the field.

Clearly, Klopp wanted Ye Chen to challenge for the top scorer title!

At this moment, Ye Chen and Huntelaar were tied for first place on the top scorer list, both with ten goals. Schalke 04's match was scheduled for 7 PM.

If Ye Chen could score one more goal, he would claim the top spot on the scorer list all by himself!

Since the coach had made the call, Ye Chen stepped out from the crowd.

Shinji Kagawa patted Ye Chen on the back. "Good luck!"

Ye Chen nodded heavily.

A one-goal lead is the most dangerous score. If they could extend the lead to two goals while having a one-man advantage, the opponent's resistance would weaken even further.

Several of Dortmund's starting players had already played three matches in a week, and their stamina was reaching its limit.

Yet Klopp had no choice but to field them.

This was the drawback of being a non-elite club—the gap between the starters and substitutes was too large.

Even though Dortmund had won the Bundesliga title last season, they were still far from being a true powerhouse.

Think about it—have you ever seen an elite club constantly selling its tactical core for money?

If not for Dortmund's strong youth academy, the club would have collapsed long ago.

It was just like Ajax in the Eredivisie; whenever their core players and rising stars were sold, the team would go through a period of decline.

Yet Dortmund managed to remain competitive despite selling key players every year.

Back to the pitch.

As Ye Chen stood at the penalty spot, the entire stadium fell silent.

In the stands, the stunning Lina looked slightly worried. She clasped her hands together and watched Ye Chen nervously.

"God bless him!"

Meanwhile, in China, during the live broadcast on CCTV Sports Channel 5…

"This penalty is absolutely crucial for Ye Chen, and for China, it is a historic moment!" Commentator Huang Jianxiang said excitedly into the microphone.

"After the last match, Ye Chen became the highest-scoring Chinese player in a single season in the top five European leagues with nine goals!"

"With his long-range goal earlier, he also became the first Chinese player to be tied for first place on the Bundesliga top scorer list!"

"And if… I mean if, he scores this penalty, he will be the sole top scorer in the Bundesliga! This is something we never even dared to dream of before!"

Huang Jianxiang's voice was trembling—he was that emotional.

Zhan Jun joined in, "Ye Chen places the ball on the penalty spot. He is ready!"

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle. In front of the goal, Rensing looked relaxed as he watched Ye Chen.

As a former Bayern Munich goalkeeper, Rensing had experienced countless high-pressure moments.

"Ye Chen starts his run-up—no hesitation—he goes for the bottom left corner!" Zhan Jun's voice suddenly rose.

"He scores!"

"Congratulations to Ye Chen! He did it! He becomes the first man to claim the Bundesliga Golden Boot outright!"

"Rensing misjudged the direction, but if you watch the slow-motion replay, Ye Chen made a subtle feint before shooting—that small movement fooled the goalkeeper!"

"Regardless, the speed and angle of this shot were absolutely precise!"

"Let's congratulate Ye Chen!"

"He did it!" Zhan Jun clenched his fist and cheered.

"At this moment, the Westfalenstadion erupts once again with the 'Ye Chen Song'!" Huang Jianxiang's eyes were brimming with tears. "How can this not be moving? The once-abandoned Red Devil has grown into the Bundesliga's top scorer in such a short time. I just want to ask Sir Alex Ferguson—do you regret it?"

This wasn't just Huang Jianxiang's question.

It was the question on the minds of all Ye Chen's fans!

At this moment, could you really still deny it?

With this goal, the Westfalenstadion was once again in a frenzy.

Ye Chen ran toward the corner flag, raised his hand high, and held up his index finger!

1!

That was the symbol of being number one on the scorer list!

Ye Chen leaped high into the air, then spun around and landed steadily!

"Siuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu—"

Before Ye Chen could even shout, over 80,000 fans in the stadium roared in unison!

"Gooooooooooal!!!"

"With this penalty, Ye Chen is now the top scorer in the Bundesliga!"

"Let's all sing the Ye Chen Song together!"

The entire crowd spontaneously started singing Ye Chen's chant!

"Hala Hala Ye Chen Ye Chen!"

"Ye Chen from China!"

"..."

Can you imagine the sheer impact of 80,000 people singing together?

Hearing the chants behind him, Ye Chen got goosebumps all over.

At that moment, he had a sudden thought—he wanted to keep winning for Dortmund!

Because this was home to the most passionate fans in the world!

No matter what, he had to lead Dortmund to the top of Europe!

Ding! Random mission issued: Lead Dortmund to the top of Europe within three years!

Mission reward: x2 Diamond Chests, 1000 points!

Mission failure penalty: A random SS-ranked skill will be deducted!

Ye Chen was momentarily stunned… The rewards were incredible, but losing an SS-ranked skill as punishment?

The system was ruthless!

His teammates rushed up and hugged him.

Meanwhile, in the tunnel, Masahiko Inoha, who had just witnessed the entire penalty sequence, walked away in silence.

At this moment, he realized that his future in the Bundesliga was grim.

Today, he looked just like a reckless bull.

Two consecutive errors had ruined his Bundesliga career.

Those arrogant European clubs wouldn't give him another chance!

But this was football.

Survival of the fittest. Only the strongest remain.

Cologne made a substitution, bringing on midfielder Buchtieman for Polish forward Peszko.

Their three midfielders had already been overwhelmed. If they didn't take off a forward and reinforce the midfield, they would get completely torn apart by Dortmund's attack.

Coach Solbakken, who was all smiles before the match, now had a grave expression.

Inside, he was furious—burning with rage!

The game resumed, but the visiting Cologne side, already two goals down and a man short, gradually lost their will to fight.

Eventually, they parked the bus in front of their goal.

They started defending like Mourinho's ultra-defensive strategy!

The players had lost all desire to attack.

On the pitch, Cologne's players felt suffocated, as if they were being choked, pricked by needles—it was unbearable!

They wished time would move faster, so the suffering would end…

Only Lukas Podolski was still running tirelessly up front, but with no teammates supporting him, his efforts were in vain. He couldn't make an impact at all.

Maybe it was time to leave…

Watching Ye Chen sprinting up front, Podolski saw a reflection of his younger self.

Years ago, he debuted at Cologne and scored 12 goals in his first season, becoming a Bundesliga sensation. Bayern Munich had immediately signed him, bringing him to the league's most powerful club!

But times had changed. He was back where it all began, yet he no longer belonged here.

He suddenly felt envious of Ye Chen.

This 17-year-old had just debuted and was already at the Bundesliga champions Dortmund.

He didn't need to bounce between teams. He didn't need to adapt repeatedly. He had world-class teammates from the start—

Kagawa, Götze, Gündogan, and Perišić—all top-class playmakers!

And with his own talent…

This year's Dortmund looked even more terrifying than last year!

Suddenly, a crazy thought entered Podolski's mind.

Could this kid actually win the Bundesliga Golden Boot in his debut season?

In football history, no player had ever won the league's top scorer title in their rookie season.

Especially not in one of the top five leagues in the world.

If Ye Chen pulled it off, it would truly be "The Ye Chen Legend!