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

Mark Hughes said.

Ferguson used to say similar things. Although there was an unpleasantness with Ferguson due to coaching Manchester City, Hughes still subconsciously said almost the same thing.

Hamann nodded and walked back.

Still the mental strength.

Damn it, unless you’re insane, you wouldn’t use your body to block such a terrifying shot.

He planned to convey the coach’s message and decided not to go up himself.

After the restart, the morale of Manchester City players visibly dropped.

Most of Manchester City’s players came for the high salaries.

Many of them could join teams with UEFA Champions League or UEFA Cup qualifications. They chose not to play in Europe just for the money.

Naturally, there was no cohesion to speak of.

Paying a learning fee is a process every tycoon must go through; this Manchester City team could only retain Hart and a few defenders.

Robinho continued to break through in the middle with the ball.

He didn’t confront Huang Kaiwen at all.

Huang Kaiwen was baffled; he had finally beaten [Carlos] to play as a winger, yet there wasn’t a chance to showcase his defensive abilities.

Huang Kaiwen ran to the middle to defend.

Robinho made a horizontal pass directly, inserting himself forward without the ball.

Little Wright took the ball on the left wing and charged straight ahead, being the type of typical English quick-paced winger.

Bosingwa didn’t make a move immediately and was outpaced by his opponent’s speed.

At the baseline, Little Wright quickly twisted and sent a cross.

Terry outmuscled yet easily headed the ball away.

Ashley Cole received the ball and made a long pass forward, as Huntelaar waited for the ball at the center circle, but Hamann blocked him from behind, preventing him from turning.

As Huntelaar jumped, he headed the ball back.

Huang Kaiwen, chasing back into the backfield, suddenly started and dashed towards the ball.

More than 40,000 people at Stamford Bridge witnessed this scene.

Clearly, Ireland was closer to the ball, but Huang Kaiwen erased his opponent’s advantage with terrifying explosive speed, charging up and nudging the ball with his left foot, sending it over the halfway line continuing forward.

Ireland couldn’t even stall Huang Kaiwen for a second before being left far behind.

The ball flew more than ten meters, but as it was about to land, Huang Kaiwen’s distance from it was less than three meters.

Zabaleta turned to chase, and Huang Kaiwen had already overtaken him.

”HOLY SHIT...”

José Mourinho, who had been restraining his emotions, couldn’t help but curse.

This speed crushing the opponent was fucking insane.

The most ridiculous part was that Huang Kaiwen wasn’t racing against his opponent; he was chasing after the ball.

Mourinho even suspected that if Huang Kaiwen exerted a little more force, he could get to the ball before it.

Damn it!

No wonder.

With such speed and explosiveness, what defender can withstand that?

Hamann rushed over to assist, and even though Huang Kaiwen was physically clashing with two players, he still stumbled and took control of the ball, making Mourinho excitedly pump his fist.

Damn!

With such a strong winger, wouldn’t he dominate the whole of Europe?

Huang Kaiwen dribbled to the left side of the big penalty area, and Kompany quickly went up to defend.

The two faced each other.

Kompany felt immense pressure.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but keep his eyes on Huang Kaiwen’s upper body.

Huang Kaiwen suddenly started, his two long legs quickly slicing over the ball repeatedly.

Step over in place!

Kompany, who was watching Huang Kaiwen’s feet, had beads of sweat falling from his forehead.

The speed was too fast!

He could barely see the movements of Huang Kaiwen’s feet clearly.

After Huang Kaiwen’s left foot sliced over the ball for the third time and landed, he flicked the ball towards the baseline with his right instep, and started again.

Kompany, who had been prepared, was still a step behind.

When he turned around, Huang Kaiwen had already swiveled and sent out a cross with his left foot.

Pop—

The ball flew quickly towards the goal; Richards, Hart, and Huntelaar all jumped simultaneously.

All three were a step slower than the ball, which skimmed the near post and fell towards the far post.

”Oh my God!”

”Kevin’s passing speed is too fast. If he wants his teammates to succeed in heading, he should reduce the ball speed.” Andy Gray said.

Martin Taylor nodded and said, ”Kevin’s explosiveness in his legs is too strong. He completely outmaneuvered Kompany with just his explosiveness. It’s not that he can’t use skillful moves to get past players; it’s that he doesn’t need to. Now I’m sure the Premier League defenders are in trouble, a big trouble!”

”Little Wright pushed Deco in the middle, does he think today’s referee is Ian Wright? If it wasn’t old Wright officiating, it’s hard to understand his defensive approach.”

”The free kick position is a bit far, Kevin’s shooting power is strong, but I remember he isn’t adept at taking long-distance free kicks.”

Deco noticed Huang Kaiwen walking towards the foul spot and still conceded the position for the kick.

Originally planning to make a tactical free kick to pass the ball into the box, but with Huang Kaiwen coming over, it wasn’t necessary.

”Is he letting them go up to contest the header?”

Joe Cole asked.

After watching so many of Huang Kaiwen’s match recordings, he knew Huang Kaiwen rarely took long-distance free kicks.

”Huh? Then go.” Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.

”Alright, I’ll wait for the opportunity for a second attack.” Joe Cole said with a smile.

Contesting for a header should be left to others; he didn’t want so much physical confrontation.

This is self-protection for a glass-kneed player.

Though not avoiding confrontations, there’s no need to join the fray during set pieces.

Robinho, walking back, kept an eye on Huang Kaiwen’s movements.

Watching Huang Kaiwen continually retreat until he reached near the center circle arc.

His eyelids started twitching wildly.

Damn, damn, damn!!!

The run-up distance is too far, isn’t it?!!!

Such an exaggerated run-up distance allowed Robinho to confirm.