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

”Is this a substitution? Both teams’ substitutes are standing at the sideline, Capello should substitute Huang Kaiwen right now if he has any experience.”

Capello naturally wouldn’t substitute Huang Kaiwen.

Which star player would be substituted less than half an hour after coming on?

He truly feared Huang Kaiwen would get injured.

But he didn’t dare make any substitutions.

Previously, when he was in Madrid, he had sought out a wizard. Goddamn those Gypsies, they were frauds, and after being exposed they even stole his wallet.

Could the center of theology truly be in Italy?

Was there not a single person on the vast Iberian Peninsula who could offer him help?

Sighing, Capello patted Guti on the shoulder and said, ”Go on, pass the ball to Kevin more.”

”I got it, coach.”

Guti nodded.

He and Raul had previously worked with Capello.

They understood Capello’s temper well.

Lyon made two substitutions.

Vertonghen substituted Govou, Benzema substituted the lone striker Fred.

Benzema ran all the way to the center circle waiting for the kickoff.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen return to the center circle surrounded by teammates, Benzema said somewhat sheepishly, ”Can we swap jerseys after the match ends?”

”Me?”

Huang Kaiwen asked.

”Yeah, I think you play incredibly well.”

Benzema nodded vigorously, ”I’ve been learning Ronaldo’s playing style for a long time, but it never seems as effortless as yours.”

Huang Kaiwen laughed, quickly nodded, and said, ”You’re very talented. I believe in you, keep it up!”

Benzema nodded excitedly, reminding Huang Kaiwen again, ”We agreed, swap jerseys when it ends.”

”Yeah, I remember.”

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

He hadn’t expected to conquer the original using the ”Experience Card” today.

After the skills enhancement, his ”Benzema” really was much stronger than the original.

Benzema kicked off the game, glanced back at his teammates’ positions, then ran forward, determined to give a performance Huang Kaiwen would recognize.

Mendes received the ball in the backfield and Guti came up to press. Mendes passed the ball diagonally to the left, Abidal took it over the midfield line, using speed to squeeze past Emerson, and ran to the top of the arc where he made a diagonal pass with the outside of his right foot to Benzema.

Benzema was unaware of the perils of the world, not rushing towards the ball immediately.

Ramos spread his arms and ran forward to get the ball.

As Abidal charged up to counter-press, Ramos dragged his foot over the ball, performed a half bicycle, then flicked the ball with his right foot sending it between Abidal’s legs.

Ramos squeezed past to retake possession and continued forward.

”Man, Real Madrid’s attack this time, with Ramos, Cissinho, and Carlos on the left all running forward, feels like déjà vu.”

”Hehe, when he was at AC Milan, Serginho, Maldini, and Cafu often made forward runs too, now football’s defenders all have an attacking heart.”

”Ramos carries the ball to the forecourt and doesn’t pass, Capello immediately speaks, now Real Madrid’s game is to find Huang Kaiwen, Huang Kaiwen decides how to play after getting the ball, relying so much on the core player is easy to be targeted.”

Ramos didn’t pass right away, he continued forward, waiting for Juninho Pernambucano to charge at him before turning back and passing to Guti.

Guti received the ball, saw Huang Kaiwen running from the left flank towards the box, and immediately sent a lofted pass with his left foot.

”Give me!”

Van Nistelrooy, shouldering Patrick Muller, shouted to Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen and Revelliere both rushed towards the landing spot.

Getting there a step earlier, Huang Kaiwen chested the ball up, then kicked it high over his head with his right foot, turning to shake off Revelliere.

Toulalan, a step behind, stretched out his arm trying to grab Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball from behind to the left with his right foot, then nudged the ball diagonally and continued dribbling, avoiding Toulalan’s hand.

Chris knew not to wait for Huang Kaiwen to breach them one by one, sprinted near Huang Kaiwen, and slid in with a tackle.

Huang Kaiwen, who hadn’t had time to adjust his center of gravity, tapped the ball with the tip of his right foot from behind and threw it from behind his body to the front as he himself leapt over Chris’s legs.

The Rainbow Flick!

Lyon’s right-back and right central back were both outmaneuvered by Huang Kaiwen.

He dribbled down the left flank uncontested.

”To me, quickly give it to me!!!”

Van Nistelrooy, positioned close to Müller, waved his hands and yelled.

His shout made Müller, who had intended to charge at Huang Kaiwen, hesitate.

Huang Kaiwen took the opportunity to dribble diagonally into the penalty area from the top of the box.

At this moment, Müller could only leave Van Nistelrooy and rush toward Huang Kaiwen, while Abidal moved to cover Van Nistelrooy.

Gerland Stadium’s fans from both sides hardly dared to breathe, afraid of affecting their team’s defense or attack.

A two-on-two in the penalty area, even with a goalkeeper, was extremely dangerous for the defenders.

The fans of Lyon were terrified.

Swiss international Patrick Muller, known for his cool and decisive defense, ran up to Huang Kaiwen and was about to stretch his leg out.

Just then, Huang Kaiwen suddenly flicked the ball with his right foot diagonally toward the goal and lifted his right foot, prompting Muller to hurriedly extend his leg to block what seemed to be a ”shot”.

Unexpectedly, Huang Kaiwen lifted his right foot high and lightly tapped the ball towards the center, then sped off dribbling towards the right side of the small penalty area.

Coupet, crouching low, moved continuously with Huang Kaiwen dribbling, while Abidal also left Van Nistelrooy and charged at Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen opened his arms, turned around, and tapped the ball from his left foot to his right foot, changing his supporting foot and then pulling the ball to face the goal.

The Marseille Turn!

Abidal, standing next to Huang Kaiwen, became nothing but a spectator.

Just as Abidal was about to reach out to foul them, Huang Kaiwen’s right foot quickly slid over the ball, and after a half bicycle kick, he was already in front of the goal. As Coupet dove down to tackle the ball, Huang Kaiwen’s right foot was already lifting it from beneath.

Snap,

A crisp sound emitted as the shoe rubbed against the underside of the ball.

Coupet reached out, and the ball once again crossed over his arm, his eyes growing more desperate as they followed the movement of the ball until it smashed into the net.

Boom—

”Saint Kevin!!!”

”Saint Kevin!!!”

”Saint Kevin!!!”

For the first time, the voices of the Meringues overpowered the home crowd at Gerland Stadium, with Real Madrid fans in the visitor’s stands frantically waving everything they had in their hands.

”Huang Kaiwen!!!”

”Transferring to Spain to play football, he immediately became a matador, dodging defenders with twists and turns in close quarters, continuing to wave the red cape. His steps are like the Flamenco of Spain, displaying the power and beauty of the green field, pleasing Real Madrid fans while also shattering the hearts of Lyon fans.”

”Lyon played a perfect 45 minutes, but a football match is divided into two halves. A butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil can cause a tornado in Texas, and a Ballon d’Or appearance can completely change the course of a game.”

”Lyon did well, but they faced an invincible enemy. Even though they’ve won Ligue 1 five times in a row, they couldn’t stand against Real Madrid with Huang Kaiwen.”

The remaining time for the match is running out, and it’s crucial for Lyon to adjust and strive to play well in the next five matches — they still have a chance to advance from the group.”

Far away in New York, the Brazilian football king, Pele, was as excited as a child, jumping up and down on the couch.

The Brazilian team’s stop at the quarterfinals in the World Cup this summer had deeply saddened him.

Only watching Huang Kaiwen’s matches could cheer him up.

Kevin was indeed the representative he recognized for Samba Football.

This goal was too beautiful!

From chesting the ball, flicking it to performing the Rainbow Flick, to later faking a shot in the box to fool the defenders, surrounded front and back by the goalkeeper and defenders, using the Marseille Turn to protect the ball, followed by a half-bicycle kick, and finally a lob to clinch the fatal blow.

Pele saw in Huang Kaiwen the style of play that had vanished, the very style he used to dominate the world!

In today’s football, only Ronaldinho and Huang Kaiwen had the ability to reproduce that style.

Between the two young men, Pele favored Huang Kaiwen’s future more.

Especially because he himself was Brazilian and understood Brazilians better.

In comparison, Huang Kaiwen had a better chance of taking Samba Football to the pinnacle of the world.

While Pele was envisioning the future of Samba Football, a voice shrieked from the TV: ”Medic, medic!!!”