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

”Kevin!!!”

”Kevin Goal!!!”

”After Raul’s stealth attack, Kevin just needed to get past two people before he sent the ball into the net, like a cheetah on the African savannah. Given even the slightest chance, he’d suddenly burst forward to hunt, with every opponent on the green field merely his prey.”

”Abbiati blandly fished the ball out of the net, knowing that any resistance against Kevin was futile.”

”Every player who has ever been Kevin’s teammate knows one thing, that there’s no stopping Kevin when he wants to score.”

”The 10.26 seconds announced by Real Madrid’s official website is definitely not Kevin’s limit. Last season against Atletico Madrid, his sprint speed had already reached a staggering 37 kilometers per hour after that amazing overtaking pass to ’three seconds later’ himself—he could easily run under 10 seconds if he wanted to, breaking all human records in sprinting!”

”Every day after training, running home is faster for Kevin than driving!”

”If they made a lifestyle reality show, we would see Kevin returning home and lying on his throne with a dart in his hand, aiming at an exaggerated wheel to choose his celebration move for the next hat trick. For Kevin, picking a celebration move is harder than scoring goals!”

Huang Kaiwen and his teammates walked back, laughing together.

Atletico Madrid’s defense gathered in front of the box for a temporary meeting.

Elber looked at Ibanez and said, ”If you had been more careful, we wouldn’t have conceded this time.”

Peña nodded, already two goals down just 3 minutes into the game; at this rate, their value on the field would be halved.

”I couldn’t help it, I only feel safe when number ten handles the ball. Who knew Raul could be so cunning!”

Iniesta said, throwing up his hands.

Back in front of the box, Raúl García felt unfairly targeted, sharing a name with Real Madrid’s Raúl González, as if he didn’t exist. Each time the media mentioned Raul’s name, it was referring to the captain of Real Madrid.

”Forget about it.”

Abbiati tried to persuade them in his broken Spanish, ”Even if Raul hadn’t made that attack, Kevin would have found a way to score, he’s too fast!”

”Exactly, exactly!!!”

Ibanez nodded vigorously, ”Damn, he’s too fast. Why doesn’t he go sprint instead?”

”Alright, everyone be cautious, don’t let him start up easily,”

Antonio Lopez urged.

Mario Peña scoffed, it’s easy for you to say when you’re not the one guarding Real Madrid’s number ten.

How do you prevent someone with such quick acceleration and top speed from getting started? Should we cuff him to ourselves?

As the game restarted, Peña had to laugh.

Because he noticed Huang Kaiwen’s position was very elusive; he also drifted to the left side where Lopez was.

Let’s see if Lopez can still talk so lightly soon.

Atletico Madrid’s front line struggled to find opportunities and opted to pass back to reorganize.

Raúl García, under pressure, quickly turned and knocked the ball back.

Antonio Lopez dribbled the ball along the sideline with his left foot, looking for an opportunity to pass to a teammate.

Pepe charged across the midfield, stretched out his hand, and brought down Aguero in his own half, then quickly spread his arms to signal that he hadn’t fouled.

Aguero’s fall was like the sound of the starter pistol, with players from both sides rushing to the spot of the foul.

”Hehe, what did I just say? The game just started and Huang Kaiwen scored too quickly, so there was no conflict. And now Pepe has got involved.”

”Real Madrid’s defense line indeed pushes up; Pepe and Ramos often press forward, and sometimes Miguel Torres goes up to assist and can’t get back in time, leaving Ivanovic and Casillas to face Atletico Madrid’s entire attack line.”

”Yes, ever since Ramos returned, Real Madrid’s defense has become more liberated... Huang Kaiwen and Raul went to break it up, and it looks like the teams won’t really fight, look at Pepe taking advantage, he’s not really getting involved now, Real Madrid players are very experienced in these conflicts, it’s all practiced, hehe.”

Zhang explained that Real Madrid players appeared to be breaking up the fight but actually were taking sides, which was very clear division of roles; Real Madrid’s five eagles and the new transfer from the Netherlands are very fierce, and Gago, this Redondo II, has also become wild.”

Abbiati also tried to break up the fight, and the players moved away from the spot of the foul.

As it was a foul in the attacking half, the main referee Cesar Fernandez didn’t issue a card.

Capello turned to the bench, considering how rough the game was, he definitely wouldn’t let Huang Kaiwen play the entire match.

Shortly, he would substitute Robben for Cassano to boost the right flank’s attack, letting Kevin and Robben fly down both wings, and once Kevin had his fill, he would replace him with Higuain.

Atletico Madrid kicked off at midfield.

Lopez passed forward to Simão, who, pressured by De Jong, turned and passed back to Raúl García. García flicked the ball with his right foot avoiding Guti’s foot, passing it to Maxi Rodríguez behind Huang Kaiwen.

Miguel Torres pressed up, Rodríguez quickly passed directly to Fran, who, without looking back, flicked the ball with his heel back to the middle, executing a one-two with the moving Rogriguez.

Gago charged forward, stretching out his right foot, Rodríguez guarded the ball with his side, and was brought down by Gago.

Whistle—

The main referee immediately blew the whistle.

Rodríguez ran up to the midfield line and lofted the ball toward the left side of the box, Ramos, sprinting forward, outjumped Aguero to head the ball towards Miguel Torres.

Rodríguez rushed forward to press, and Torres, turning, managed to push the ball forward in front of Huang Kaiwen.