After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 136 - 0110 The New Tsar Specializes in Fighting the Central Army (Subscribe Please)_2

Chapter 136: 0110 The New Tsar Specializes in Fighting the Central Army (Subscribe Please)_2

Pirlo nodded.

Alright then.

Huang Kaiwen nodded in agreement.

The teammates all said so.

He simply couldn’t refuse.

Clutching the ball, Huang Kaiwen already felt the pressure.

This was his first time.

Stepping up to take a free kick without having obtained the "Free Kick Master" card.

The current situation was a case of trying anything in desperation.

Arshavin’s ball sense and technique were not bad.

He had also taken quite a few free kicks.

Once he placed the ball at the foul spot.

Huang Kaiwen took a deep breath.

Then exhaled.

He forced himself to calm down.

He solemnly retreated to a spot slightly behind the ball.

"Kevin is going to take the free kick!"

"Just need 3 seconds, 3 seconds and Milan will take the lead again!"

"That’s the time it takes for the ball to fly from the right side into the goal."

"The position is perfect, Kevin’s favorite spot."

"No one can defend against Kevin’s free kicks."

"Not even Akinfeev."

Crudeli still had full confidence in Huang Kaiwen.

"The players are fiercely contesting their positions in the wall."

"The Central Army men shifted forward causing a protest from Milan players, who were warned by the referee."

"Kevin starts his run-up!"

"Shot!!!"

"A curve ball!"

"Kevin’s curve ball sailed over the wall towards the goal."

"Akinfeev dives to the side, he’s got the trajectory right, can he reach it?"

"Didn’t make it!!!!"

"It’s in!!!!!!!!"

"Kevin, Kevin Goal!!!!!!!!!"

"Kevin with a direct free kick once again broke through Central Army’s goal."

"Hat trick!"

"Kevin has tied the score at 2:3, Milan finally leads again."

"The man who dominated the UEFA Champions League final is back!"

"He told the world with his own two feet, injuries can’t break him, they only make him stronger!"

"Today marks Kevin’s third hat trick for Milan."

"Kevin has once again single-handedly dashed the opponent’s dreams."

"With Kevin here, no one can snatch the championship from Milan!!!"

Before Huang Kaiwen could celebrate.

The teammates had already rushed over.

Pirlo pushed Huang Kaiwen.

Then excitedly jumped on him.

They started to play piggyback.

Excited celebrations from Ancelotti.

He abruptly halted.

Staring blankly at the celebrating Milan players on the field.

Wishing he could personally run onto the field and drag Pirlo down.

Boom—

The long-suppressed Stade Louis II turned into a sea of joy.

"Saint Kevin!"

"Saint Kevin!"

"Saint Kevin!"

On the stands.

Milan fans who followed the team, along with local fans, excitedly shouted Huang Kaiwen’s name.

They jumped up and down chanting slogans.

But that still couldn’t express their emotions.

The fans in the stands started doing the wave.

When Huang Kaiwen got up.

Saw Huang Kaiwen seemed not injured.

Ancelotti breathed a sigh of relief.

"Should we substitute Kevin out?" Ancelotti looked at the assistant coach.

Assistant coach Tassotti looked troubled.

Although the two had discussed substituting Huang Kaiwen out earlier.

To prevent Huang Kaiwen from getting injured today.

But the progress of today’s match had already exceeded their expectations.

Tassotti worried.

Once Huang Kaiwen was off the field, Central Army might score.

And then they wouldn’t be able to put Huang Kaiwen back in.

Not receiving a response, Ancelotti looked up at the scoreboard.

Under the score of 2:3.

The time was 80 minutes 11 seconds.

Taking into account the stoppage time of the second half.

Plus injury time, the match had at least 15 minutes left before it ended.

Ancelotti sighed.

Ultimately, he couldn’t make up his mind to use the final substitution to switch out Huang Kaiwen.

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"Get your spirits up, you bastards!!!"

Maldini shouted from the backfield, "Now we are leading, so don’t lose the ball, don’t fucking lose the ball! You are professional players, playing for a top club like AC Milan, you can’t expect Kevin to always save the team!"

"Come on!"

"Come on, Come on, Come on!!!"

In the defense.

Several players roared.

Brimming with fighting spirit.

Nesta, who had been sent off with a red card.

He had been secretly standing at the entrance of the players’ tunnel, peeking in.

He was now suspicious.

Were those bastards playing him?

Why weren’t they this energetic in the first half?

The head coach of CSKA Moscow, Valery Gazzaev, couldn’t sit still anymore.

From leading to trailing.

It had now reached the most critical moment.

He had used up two substitution slots in one breath.

Roland Guschev and Sergei Semak were kitted up and entered the fray.

They replaced today’s flank players Zhirkov and Krasić.

It wasn’t long after the restart.

The ball was forced out of play.

Valery Gazzaev then used his last substitution slot.

The Brazilian midfielder Dudu came on for Rakhimov.

To strengthen the attack.

Although it was risky.

But trailing, he couldn’t care too much.

In the final minutes,

CSKA Moscow launched a frenzied counterattack.

The impatient CSKA had abandoned ground combinations.

Opting for quicker long passes to try their luck.

In the 85th minute, a long pass from the CSKA backline reached the front, Guschev received the ball on the left and passed it back, Dudu took the ball and after evading Ambrosini, immediately passed it to the right.

Sergei Semak sprinted down the right flank with the ball.

The physically declined Kaladze couldn’t stop him.

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Just as Semak cut inside,

Maldini reached out a foot,

Precisely poking the ball towards the sideline.

Kaladze quickly passed it forward to Pirlo.

Pirlo swung his arm for a long pass.

Bang—

The ball flew over half the pitch landing right in front of Kaka.

This time Kaka didn’t give Aldonin any chance.

He accelerated with the ball, instantly breaking through the opponent’s defense.

Once Kaka picks up speed,

It’s hard for anyone to stop him.

The defense of CSKA Moscow was in total panic.

Huang Kaiwen and Shevchenko were also rapidly advancing.

Three attackers against four defenders in the front,

A huge advantage for the attacking players.

Attacking is easier than defending.

Vasili Berezutski decisively charged at Kaka.

Kaka didn’t get cocky,

He passed it directly to Shevchenko’s feet.

With his back to the goal, Shevchenko received the pass.

And was firmly blocked from behind by Ignashevich,

Who gave him no chance to turn around.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen just outside the penalty area,

Shevchenko tapped the ball with his heel.

The ball snaked through the right side of Ignashevich into the penalty box.

Odiakh and Aleksei Berezutski, two defenders, rushed towards the ball together.

Huang Kaiwen raced into the box to get the ball.

They were just nearby.

Huang Kaiwen’s feet quickly swept over the top of the ball.

"Bicycle kick!!!"

"Is Huang Kaiwen preparing to dribble past?"

"No, look at the sway of his shoulder, that’s a pendulum dribble!"

Huang Jianxiang excitedly shouted, "The defender doesn’t dare to stretch his leg recklessly, afraid of conceding a penalty."

"Suddenly he kicks, shot!!!"

"He aimed for the far post, Akinfeev almost got to it."

"It’s a goal!!!"

"Goal!!!"

"Sensation, Huang Kaiwen scores a sensational four goals in the UEFA Super Cup."

"After the UEFA Champions League final,"

"Milan’s first final match,"

"Huang Kaiwen seals it with a decisive strike again."

"With four goals, he’s secured the championship trophy."

"Although he hasn’t played much,"

"but Huang Kaiwen has already become a leading figure at AC Milan."

Huang Jianxiang shouted excitedly.

Zhang chuckled and said, "Ancelotti was just about to make a substitution, but then he didn’t dare, and now he’s finally letting Gattuso warm up."

"Leading by two goals, we are about to enter injury time, a substitution really shouldn’t cause any mishaps now."

"Hey hey, there have been comebacks during injury time too."

"Zhang, are you referring to Bayern Munich? Hahaha!"

While the commentators were laughing and talking,

Huang Kaiwen was already submerged by excited teammates.

But his eyes were looking towards the sidelines.

Teammates warming up.

He doesn’t have much time left.

Ancelotti had already signaled.

Aldonin had said,

Today, it would be either Aldonin or him, Huang, who could walk off the field.

Huang Kaiwen had to satisfy him.

Offend the head monk and you still think of escaping?

As for how to avoid any additional punishment after evading a foul,

Huang Kaiwen had already figured it out.

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