After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

Chiellini reacted quickly.

He turned around and spread his arms in immediately.

But it was in vain.

It’s very hard to catch up once you’ve been beaten head-on.

Romario’s explosive power was too strong.

By the time Huang Kaiwen received the ball inside the box, he had already left Chiellini several meters behind.

Thuram hurried to cover the position.

As he charged towards Huang Kaiwen, Thuram also kept an eye on protecting his rear, positioning himself between Huang Kaiwen and Shevchenko, denying Huang the chance to pass.

In the box, Huang Kaiwen lightly touched the ball to adjust, then immediately curled underneath the ball.

Pop—

The crisp sound of the boot striking the ball rang out.

A lofted shot flew directly toward the left side of the goal.

Buffon shuffled two steps to the side and launched into a diving save, nimbly plucking the ball from the air.

Huang Kaiwen shook his head.

Indeed, he had only acquired Romario’s technical abilities, not the familiarity with Romario’s style of play.

To replicate the lone wolf’s chipped shots, he still needed to find the right touch.

It wasn’t that easy to stand in the box and chip the ball into the net.

”How good it would have been to pass to me!” protested Inzaghi, who ran up beside Huang Kaiwen.

”I passed to you before, twice, and you didn’t score either time,” retorted Huang Kaiwen, rolling his eyes.

”That was just the beginning of the game; I hadn’t warmed up yet. If you pass to me again, I’ll definitely score!” Inzaghi justified insistently.

”Fine, I’ll pass to you next time.”

”You promise?!” said Inzaghi, eyeing Huang Kaiwen intently.

”Yeah, next time for sure!”

...

The game restarted.

Even when behind, Juventus’ attacks were still coherent and structured.

Italian coaches place a high value on tactical discipline, and Capello was a standout in this regard.

Vieira controlled the ball in the backfield while constantly observing.

As Shevchenko approached to pressure, Vieira immediately knocked the ball sideways and ran forward.

Emerson, on receiving the ball, instinctively twisted and passed to the right flank.

Mutu, on getting the ball and seeing Gattuso ahead, felt like cursing.

Defending against Gattuso was a completely different intensity from defending against Huang Kaiwen.

Mutu didn’t dare to play the ball immediately.

He feinted a start to probe, not caring that Gattuso wasn’t fooled, and quickly tapped the ball out, running along the sideline.

Gattuso’s center of gravity was stable, and he was quick to turn.

He immediately pressed Mutu to the sideline, not allowing him a chance to run towards the middle.

Seeing Serginho charging up as well, Mutu knew he had to shake off his marker or lose his chance.

He stopped abruptly, knocking the ball from behind to the left.

The unprepared Gattuso was a step too slow, but his response was classic.

As Gattuso turned, he slid to tackle the ball, successfully poking it away from under Mutu’s feet to the midfield.

Kaka, who was standing at the top of the arc, ran backward, noticing Nedved moving toward the ball as well, Kaka accelerated again, reaching the ball before Nedved and back-heeling it, then spun around and sprinted forward.

Pirlo received the pass without adjusting and launched a long pass, precisely sending the ball ahead of Kaka.

Kaka, while running, chested the ball down and used his speed to forcefully break past Vieira.

As Kaka advanced with the ball, Milan’s forwards made frantic runs.

Huang Kaiwen noticed the larger gap on the left flank and decisively switched sides again, dashing diagonally from the right to the left.

Noticing the situation in the backfield,

Emerson, making a bold decision, outstretched his arms and rushed towards Kaka.

Even if it meant fouling, he couldn’t afford to give Kaka another chance.

Kaka, with a built-in ’Kevin radar,’ twisted his body while running and sent a diagonal pass towards the left flank.

Though Emerson knocked him down, the ball had already been played forward.

Zebina, following Huang Kaiwen, inwardly groaned.

He had intentionally stuck close to Huang Kaiwen, but the pass was sent behind him.

Zebina could only grit his teeth and follow Huang Kaiwen diagonally into the box.

Huang Kaiwen, while running, lifted his right foot,

letting the ball pass underneath, while his sole subtly touched the ball to slow it down.

A small action, yet full of subtleties.

By the time the ball reached the front, Huang Kaiwen had successfully controlled it under his foot.

Zebina managed to get in front of Huang Kaiwen,

before he could turn to defend.

Huang Kaiwen, with his body sideways, nudged the ball into the box with his right foot and dashed past Zebina once more.

Zebina tried to turn again but with a messy step, he fell heavily inside the box.

After a quick one-two, Huang Kaiwen had reached the left side of the six-yard box.

Huang Kaiwen lifted his left foot and, with the instep, made a low-angle shot.

Buffon, guarding against a pass, reacted late but instinctively stretched his leg, just managing to block the ball out for a corner.

”So close.”

”Buffon is really quick.”

”Buffon anticipated Huang Kaiwen’s playing habits, he was guarding against a cutback for another Milan player to shoot, not expecting Huang Kaiwen to attempt a shot from a tight angle.”

”Yes, Buffon was clearly unprepared, but he still managed to block it out. That was purely reflex.”

”Indeed, you see Buffon, tall and well-built, but his reflexes are so quick. He’s currently one of the best few goalkeepers in the world.”

”Hey? Huang Kaiwen isn’t taking the corner kick; is there any reason for that?” Zhang said in surprise.

Lately, Huang Kaiwen seemed to really enjoy taking corners.

Especially if it went out on his side, Huang Kaiwen would definitely go over.

This time, though, Huang Kaiwen didn’t go, leaving Pirlo to go to the corner flag to take the kick.

It was hard not to wonder if there was some other reasoning.

All of Juventus’ players were eyeing Huang Kaiwen.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen just standing on the left flank waiting for the ball, they were certain it was a tactical corner.

As Pirlo started his run-up, several Juventus players smirked, praising Pirlo’s acting skills, putting on a full show, with the arm swing and lifting of the foot looking just like the real thing.