Chapter 1836 - 490: The Overlord Challenges the Tiger
"Right, then sneak off after scoring a goal, and just blend back in after the kickoff, hahaha."
"Damn, if I had that kind of energy, I’d be a spy instead of playing soccer, trying to do it right in front of the ref, the whole crowd, and the TV broadcast. If someone could pull that off unnoticed, that’d be something!"
"But you can get your cards cleared."
"For example, if Big Bender plays a lot and gets a ban, then let Bender be banned, so Big Bender can keep playing."
"Do you think others are stupid or something? Even twins have subtle differences, plus they play in different positions."
"Today Saint Courtois is playing, shouldn’t we be cheering for him?"
"No hope. Saint Courtois may have potential, being one of the best young goalkeepers along with Atletico Madrid’s De Gea, but facing Huang Kaiwen, if he can concede fewer goals, that’s a victory."
Nesta couldn’t hold on in the end.
He was helped off the field by the team doctor.
Injuries have been Nesta’s biggest enemy over the years.
Martinez threw the ball from out-of-bounds, and it was cleared by Van Bommel to the opponent’s half.
But even when the danger was cleared, Guardiola’s face didn’t show any relief.
Nesta’s injury gave him a bad feeling.
Guardiola has studied the weight of the soul to a certain extent, and he highly suspects that Huang Kaiwen’s soul is too strong, requiring greater sacrifices to protect him.
It’s really tough on these players.
Guardiola decided to keep a 25-man squad next season, and pull a few young players from the youth team.
Having them bear the brunt of injuries is secondary, the main thing is to let them accumulate more experience.
It would be great if more players could be registered, then he wouldn’t have to worry about having no one to use later.
He wondered which league allows registering more players.
...
The game on the field gradually became tense.
Juventus’s attacking players would cross from the wings and quickly run back without much follow-up attack.
Huang Kaiwen figured out the problem.
Damn, Juventus didn’t even plan to win the game.
They just hunkered down at home, hoping for a draw!
What’s more ridiculous is that the Juventini didn’t feel anything was wrong and kept applauding the players’ brilliant defense.
This reminded Huang Kaiwen of Wenger’s old Arsenal team.
George Graham’s Arsenal had the same style.
You gotta admit, Krasić doesn’t have Nedved’s outstanding talent, but he can run just like the Czech Iron Man.
Today Krasić played as a wingback instead of a winger.
Constantly shuttling near both penalty areas.
Van Bommel distributed the ball to the right again, Kaka carried it just past midfield when Marchisio came after him.
Seeing his fellow countryman Melo eyeing him, Kaka simply chipped the ball to the center.
Huang Kaiwen used his chest to control the ball down to his feet, and despite Motta’s attempt to poke it away, he couldn’t.
Seeing this, Chiellini wanted to assist, but Barzagli immediately yelled, "Stay put, watch out for Ibra!"
Ibrahimovic rolled his eyes and relaxed his tense muscles subtly.
He was ready to take the opportunity to rush into the box but was seen through.
Melo turned and rushed toward Huang Kaiwen, who promptly distributed the ball back to Kaka again.
Kaka charged up the field with Ramos, sending shivers down Bonucci’s spine.
Facing these two attacking players, even prime Maldini might have a hard time.
Bonucci decided not to leave the penalty area and waited inside for them.
Luckily his teammates were running back.
But Ramos had already charged into the penalty area.
Kaka twisted his body for a cross from the flank.
Melo, who just returned to the box, rushed towards Ramos, and Bonucci also prepared to extend his leg.
But Ramos’s pass was decisive; he didn’t adjust after receiving the ball and turned around for a direct pass.
Ibrahimovic seized the chance to make a forward run, Barzagli had no choice but to run with him, leaving Huang Kaiwen to Chiellini.
Fortunately, there were still plenty of teammates in the box, he thought nothing major would happen.
But barely half a second later, Barzagli regretted it.
Because the ball wasn’t a through-ball to Ibrahimovic; it was aiming for Huang Kaiwen in the center, damn it!
Huang Kaiwen timed it perfectly, stretched out his left foot, and used the inside of his foot to intercept the ball, pulling it, so the ball rolled behind his right foot.
Chiellini, deceived, fell directly onto the grass.
Using both hands and feet, Chiellini barely stood but charged at Huang Kaiwen’s feet again, trying to block the shot.
But Huang Kaiwen was faster than he anticipated; even though Chiellini was ready to use his hands, Huang Kaiwen twisted his body immediately and swung his left foot.
Bang—
Feeling uneasy, Courtois had already started moving his feet, but when Huang Kaiwen took the actual shot, he realized he was powerless.
At the moment of Huang Kaiwen’s shot, Courtois decided to shift his weight and make a flying save, but as he tightened his muscles, the ball had already nestled in the left side of the net.
Damn.
After all the preparation, in the end, he just watched the ball go in.
Courtois violently swung his right arm in the air, venting his frustration.
"Goal!!!"
"Goal!!!"
"GoalGoalGoal!"
"Kevin Goal!"
"A signature Kevin goal."
"In the penalty area, a simple flick allowed him to turn around and shoot effortlessly, the entire process seamless, like the most exquisite artwork. If Rosicky is the Mozart of the green field, then Kevin is the Apollo of the pitch, bringing light and warmth to the world, eradicating our disasters."