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

Some Atlético Madrid fans with poor health had already started clutching their left chests.

The scene was too exciting!

Huang Kaiwen, who had run a greater distance, gathered the ball before Setaridis could get it.

From the top corner of the large penalty area on the left, he used his left foot to knock the ball into the area, quickly cut inside to receive it in the box, with Setaridis sticking close and stretching a leg, but Huang Kaiwen nudged the ball with his right foot and rushed diagonally toward the left post.

Setaridis hurriedly ran back alongside Huang Kaiwen.

Leo Franco stood still, not daring to move, for fear that as soon as he charged, Huang Kaiwen would shoot for the far corner.

Setaridis stayed close to Huang Kaiwen, the distance between the two and the left post getting increasingly narrower; Setaridis once again tried to bump Huang Kaiwen with his shoulder, aiming to affect his ball control, no longer considering the possibility of conceding a penalty.

Huang Kaiwen was slightly bumped to the left, but his footwork wasn’t affected at all.

Inside the box, his steps became smaller, and the frequency higher than before.

Nothing could affect his drive towards the goal.

The booing from Vicente Calderon Stadium grew louder.

Leo Franco couldn’t hold back any longer and rapidly threw himself towards the ball at Huang Kaiwen’s feet.

With the instep of his left foot, Huang Kaiwen pushed a shot that quickly rolled between the kneeling Franco’s legs and into the net.

Looking at Huang Kaiwen lifting two fingers.

After a brief silence, Vicente Calderon Stadium erupted into earth-shaking boos.

”Kevin!!!”

”Kevin Goal!!!”

”Kevin used his terrifying speed to destroy everything Atletico Madrid had; although he only passed two players this time, even if all the Atletico Madrid players were in their box, they couldn’t have stopped Kevin’s goal.”

”Such carelessness, who gave them the courage to have so many players join the set-piece attack?”

”With such a large gap in the defense, as long as Real Madrid could get the ball to Kevin, it would be another goal!”

”Atletico Madrid’s coach Aguirre’s tactical thinking has a problem; facing a team with Kevin, he should have crammed his players into the penalty area, trying to concede fewer goals, instead of thinking about attacking!”

”Facing Kevin, with fewer than five defenders, will have no effect at all!”

Crudeli exclaimed passionately in the commentary booth.

”So cool, buddy!!!”

Cassano rushed to Huang Kaiwen’s side and hugged him, saying.

Shit.

He had been running alongside him the whole way, without pausing, and it took him several seconds after the goal to reach Huang Kaiwen.

Ordinary people can’t keep up with that speed.

Real Madrid players one after another rushed to the front, gathering around Huang Kaiwen.

The slower ones could only squeeze in from the outside.

”I just knew you could score!”

”Damn, that was beautiful, you’re like a Ferrari on the field!”

”Get out of here, Ferrari doesn’t deserve Kevin!”

”Hahaha, I really want to see the faces of those reporters after the match.”

Ramos said arrogantly, laughing.

Happier than scoring himself.

Leo Franco, watching the Real Madrid players inside the box, couldn’t help scratching his head.

Had he been standing in the wrong penalty area?

There were too many Real Madrid players!

Their mother, even the Real Madrid defenders were rushing up to celebrate the goal; aren’t you sparing a bit of energy at all?

Franco felt that Real Madrid players were more enthusiastic celebrating than counterattacking.

Standing behind, Carlos still kept pushing forward.

Capello was on the sidelines, wildly flailing his arms.

He had no complaints about the scene.

On the contrary, he felt it should be this way; Real Madrid’s tactics were simple—find a way to get the ball to Kevin and then wait to celebrate the goal with him!