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

Whoosh—

Huang Kaiwen swung his left arm, throwing the ball towards the center circle.

Terry pressed high directly, and De Jong, not daring to stop the ball, stretched his leg to block it to the left.

Guti retreated to get the ball and was closely marked by Makélélé again. He flicked it with his heel, turned, intending to complete a feint, but his right foot tripped over Makélélé’s leg and he fell.

”Ah, it looks like Guti got hurt.”

”At the end of the season, players tend to get injured more easily due to fatigue. I wonder how Capello plans to make substitutions.”

Capello glanced back at the bench, passed Cassano and Higuain, and said, ”Baptista, warm up!”

Mourinho also took the opportunity to make a substitution, replacing the very active Joe Cole with Anelka.

Actually, Mourinho wanted to substitute Ballack as well, but with only one substitution spot left, he had to keep it in case of emergencies.

Baptista came on, and Sneijder moved to the center.

Sneijder carried the ball past the midfield line and wanted to continue pushing forward.

”Pass the ball!”

Raul shouted, stretching out his hand for the ball ahead.

The Chelsea players were tightly organized in defense, making it difficult to beat them all through individual skill alone.

Unless Kevin was playing upfront.

Sneijder didn’t pass immediately but instead took the ball right to Lampard.

The experienced Lampard read Sneijder’s pace, swiftly extended a foot, successfully knocked the ball away, moved forward to retrieve the ball, and sent a long ground pass with his right foot, finding the newly substituted Anelka.

Anelka received the ball and quickly dashed diagonally toward Real Madrid’s penalty area.

The forward-positioned Marcelo could only chase back.

Huang Kaiwen scanned quickly, besides Anelka, Drogba, Ballack, and Malouda were all upfront—no time for hesitation.

”Move up to block the pass, leave the rest to me!”

Huang Kaiwen shouted, gesturing with his hand.

Pepe, initially hesitant, decisively charged towards Anelka.

He had intended to stay in the middle.

Pepe and Anelka almost simultaneously entered the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen adjusted his stance to face the right flank, while still keeping an eye on the front of the penalty area, calculating who might receive the ball.

The returning Torres and Ramos marked one each; there shouldn’t be any problem presently.

Huang Kaiwen focused entirely on Anelka, who, approaching the small penalty area without finding an opportunity, could only attempt a sidelong shot. The ball flew straight out of bounds.

Huang Kaiwen took the ball from a ball boy and once again launched a quick counterattack with a powerful kick.

Chelsea defended with determination.

The tactical execution of Mourinho’s team was never a problem.

After consecutive offensives by Real Madrid, their physical stamina couldn’t support them in continuing to besiege Chelsea’s goal.

Chelsea began to press hard, causing Real Madrid players to pass back along the way.

De Jong swiftly distributed to Torres, and after a quick layoff, Ramos rushed to return the ball.

Huang Kaiwen steadied the ball in front of the goal, giving his teammates time to recover their strength.

Drogba quickly darted toward the goal line; such opportunities allowed him to poke the ball directly into the net without even shooting.

Huang Kaiwen turned, his right foot on top of the ball, flicked it to his left foot, and smoothly pulled the ball, completing the turn.

A Marseille turn successfully got him past Drogba.

After dribbling past him, Huang Kaiwen advanced with the ball to the edge of the large penalty area, swiftly passed to Sneijder with the inside of his left foot.

Real Madrid launched another attack on Chelsea.

Drogba stood frozen in place.

He had just been outplayed by the goalkeeper; even for a forward, being outmaneuvered by a goalkeeper with a Marseille turn was humiliating.

Fuck, I can’t deal with this!

Those reporters are going to write about how clumsy he is, like an elephant.

A gloomy Drogba walked back, saw the number ten on the goalkeeper’s jersey, and smacked his own thigh hard.

Right, that’s Kevin, not just any goalkeeper.

Being dribbled past by Kevin isn’t shameful at all.

Drogba’s spirits lifted somewhat, and his steps became lighter.

Fine, he’d live on with a smile.

”Fabio, aren’t you substituting Kevin off?”

Galbiati asked.

”Let Kevin play, there isn’t much time left.”

Capello said, smiling.

Today, Huang Kaiwen’s movements looked very professional, so he wasn’t too worried about him pulling a muscle.

Additionally, the geomantic reading this morning was very favorable.

He felt very confident now.

The only issue was those two idiots.

An itching Capello gestured with his index and middle finger towards the bench.

Higuain stood up with a face as dark as can be.

Every time, he was the replacement for Huang Kaiwen.

But today, for fuck’s sake, Huang Kaiwen was playing as the goalkeeper; could he replace Huang Kaiwen?

Now, with only one substitution spot left, was Capello messing with him by having him warm up?

On the field, Chelsea launched another counterattack, Lampard kicked it towards the left flank.

Huang Kaiwen once again left his goal.

Ramos hurried back to cover the penalty area, ready to block the shot with his body if necessary.

As an excellent defender, he was prepared to make such sacrifices.

Huang Kaiwen’s explosive burst was strong enough to get to the ball before Malouda.

He drove the ball along the right flank at high speed, instantly disrupting Chelsea’s formation.

The Chelsea players ran back as if chased by a dog.

”Tackle him, tackle him!”

Lampard rushed towards the flank, prepared to slide tackle.

But he soon realized he couldn’t keep up with Huang Kaiwen’s pace.

Before he could close in, Huang Kaiwen had already successfully darted past him.

Makélélé didn’t bother about Sneijder in the middle and immediately moved to cover, but Huang Kaiwen didn’t slow down for any technical maneuvers, he simply outpaced him with speed.

[Ikita’s] speed wasn’t too fast, and with the Yellow Ball King’s various enhancements, he wasn’t top-tier in the football world.