After gelling last season, Klopp’s tactics had completely solidified.

Especially with the addition of Piszczek, both of Dortmund’s flanks had completely come to life.

Piszczek and Schmelzer took turns surging forward to join the attack. With Wang Shuo leading the charge up front, and Reus, Götze, and Kuba forming a second wave, Dortmund’s offense advanced with incredible speed.

In the first round, they ran Bayer Leverkusen ragged. Today, even though Stuttgart had learned from the Pharmacy’s lesson and came prepared, they were still being completely overwhelmed by Dortmund’s onslaught.

In the 35th minute, after winning the ball in midfield on the left flank, Shahin switched play to the right, finding Kuba.

Kuba then passed the ball to Piszczek, who was making a run up the right flank.

"Dortmund’s second wave on the right is advancing very quickly."

"Piszczek has successfully torn open the defense on the right wing."

"Let’s see what happens here." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

After seeing Kuba pass to Piszczek, Wang Shuo immediately started running diagonally from just in front of the arc toward the right corner of the penalty area.

The moment he received the ball, Piszczek saw Wang Shuo’s run. He knew Wang Shuo was coming over for a pass, and Wang Shuo’s earlier instructions immediately came to mind.

’The hand signal!’

’Wait, is he pointing to the wrong spot?’

Piszczek felt a flicker of doubt, but then he remembered what Kuba had told him. He didn’t hesitate and immediately sent the ball over.

The ball rolled with incredible pace toward the area Wang Shuo had pointed to.

At almost the exact same time, Wang Shuo arrived at the right edge of the penalty area.

He arrived just as the ball did.

The one marking Wang Shuo was Stuttgart’s captain, Matthieu Delpeyrat.

He’d been marking Wang Shuo tightly.

When the ball came over, his first reaction was, ’It’s overhit.’

’Wang Shuo won’t get to it!’

But this was precisely the effect Wang Shuo wanted to achieve.

He stopped abruptly. As he turned, he extended his right foot and gently cushioned Piszczek’s pass with the inside of it. Following the motion, he pivoted again to face the center of the pitch.

In that instant, Wang Shuo’s precise anticipation and exquisite first touch were on full display.

When he finished his turn, the ball sat perfectly in front of him.

Delpeyrat, who had been marking him from behind, stood 1.93 meters tall. Trying to keep up with Wang Shuo’s rapid movements, there was no way he could stop on a dime.

By the time Wang Shuo completed his turn, the French center-back could only watch helplessly as his man charged toward the waiting ball.

Tashche reacted very quickly, immediately lunging over to close him down.

But Wang Shuo, having orchestrated the whole play, was a step ahead. He was faster, nudging the ball sideways with his left foot and bypassing Tashche completely.

Just outside the arc, Wang Shuo caught up to the ball, planted his right foot, and quickly struck a curling shot with his left.

After Wang Shuo upgraded his Foundation to the Intercontinental Level, although his physical presence was still not overwhelming, the power transfer in his body was much smoother. This gave him a much greater shooting range.

Long-range shots from outside the penalty area were no longer difficult for Wang Shuo.

Moreover, his left foot wasn’t just useful for taking free kicks.

Just like now, the curling shot he blasted with his left foot traced a beautiful arc at high speed before nestling into the top-left corner of the Stuttgart goal.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

"It’s in again!!!"

"It’s Wang Shuo again!"

"It’s 3-1!"

"Wang Shuo has completed his brace!"

"Dortmund’s attack is relentless right now!"

"That is an absolute worldie!"

"How is Stuttgart supposed to play out the rest of this match?"

"Stuttgart took the lead, only to have their opponent score three unanswered goals, with Wang Shuo getting a brace!"

"And let’s look at this goal again! A gorgeous first touch, the quick stop and turn, then he smoothly took it past Tashche before unleashing a worldie with his left foot!"

"A magnificent shot!"

"From Wang Shuo!"

As Wang Shuo sprinted to the sidelines to celebrate, the first one to rush toward him was Piszczek.

The Polish right-back was even more excited than Wang Shuo.

"Simply unbelievable!"

"I’m a total believer now!"

The Polish right-back hugged Wang Shuo excitedly.

’Being teammates with a player like Wang Shuo at Dortmund... racking up assists is just too easy.’

’Just a moment ago, when I saw his signal, I had no idea what he was planning.’

’My intuition told me that pass would be incredibly difficult to handle. It might even have been a giveaway.’

’But Wang Shuo?’

’That first touch was absolutely sublime!’

’The ball was like a trained pet, obediently stopping exactly where Wang Shuo commanded.’

At that moment, it all dawned on Piszczek.

’That stop, that turn... it completely ripped open Stuttgart’s defense and gave him total control of the situation.’

’Even if Tashche had managed to cover in time, Wang Shuo could have just taken another touch and created a goal-scoring opportunity anyway.’

’Unbelievable!’

’Completely and utterly convinced!’

’Now I finally get why Kuba told me to just follow Wang Shuo’s lead when passing and attacking.’

’Is this what they call a genius?’

’His brain is really wired completely differently from us normal folks.’

’They can simply see things that the rest of us can’t.’

...

Conceding one goal after another filled the entire Stuttgart team with dread.

Even with a 3-1 lead, Dortmund was still pressing aggressively, showing no intention of taking their foot off the gas.

This struck even more fear into the hearts of the home side, Stuttgart.

They were becoming paranoid, seeing enemies in every shadow.