After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 146 - 0114 Beckenbauer’s shocking year (Subscribe please)_2

Chapter 146: 0114 Beckenbauer’s shocking year (Subscribe please)_2

"That’s true, but Zhang, in the games where Demichelis made mistakes, Bayern advanced every time."

"Really, haha, then Milan has to be a bit more careful."

On the run back.

Huang Kaiwen spotted another problem.

The current Deisler’s defense wasn’t too bad.

Attacking players rely on anticipation and positioning for defense.

As long as he didn’t start running, Deisler would stick to him waiting for Sagnol to join in the defense.

He couldn’t possibly sprint all the time when off the ball.

You could only say that today Deisler played very tenaciously.

If they didn’t attack, they would stick to his side, and he couldn’t shake them off.

Waiting for Bayern to clear the ball from their backfield.

Deisler received the ball.

Huang Kaiwen also rushed up to defend.

It is only right to return the favor.

Although his defensive awareness was not as good as Deisler’s.

But his speed was faster than Deisler’s!

After several attempts at breaking away were thwarted by Huang Kaiwen, Deisler had no choice but to lob the ball forward.

The speed of the ball was fast.

Pirlo had his eyes on the landing spot.

He even wanted to outmaneuver Ballack by positioning himself, keeping Ballack behind him.

Unexpectedly, Ballack simply barged in.

He jostled Pirlo into a stumble.

Then he took the ball himself.

After receiving the ball, Ballack immediately turned and played a through pass.

Maldini reacted extremely quickly.

He stretched his foot to block the ball.

But before he could clear it, Mackay had already snatched it from under his feet and sent it into the box.

The tall and strong Stam had an absolute speed when running that wasn’t slow.

But turning speed was a problem.

By the time he turned around, Santa Cruz was already dashing into the box.

Dida almost at the same time charged out of the goal.

Roaring as he rushed toward the ball and Santa Cruz.

Hoping to intimidate his opponent in this manner.

Santa Cruz coolly pulled the ball with his right foot to create an angle.

Swinging his arm, he aimed at the far post inside of the goal and chipped the ball.

Pop—

The ball flew past Dida’s head and buried itself into the net on the right side.

Boom—

"Roque~~~~~~~~~~ Santa Cruz!"

The German commentator joined the Allianz Arena in Munich in an uproar.

Excitedly shouting the name of the goal scorer.

"Roque!"

"Roque!"

"Roque!"

The sprinting Santa Cruz still looked handsome.

Unknowingly stirring the hearts of countless young girls.

Maldini, who had chased back to the box, was bent over with his hands on his knees.

Gulping for air with his head down.

He took a few seconds to rest before clapping his hands to remind his teammates to buck up.

"Milan is in a bit of trouble now."

"Bayern’s attack is too strong."

"I just said it, you can’t just defend against Bayern’s wings, what now, Ballack got the ball at a critical moment and launched the attack."

"Yes. But just now Pirlo did his best too; who would have thought Ballack would not compete for a header. He simply knocked you down with his body, overpowering finesse with brute force."

"Pirlo was helpless too, physically he really couldn’t compete with Ballack."

"The key issue for Milan now is how to contain Bayern’s attack."

In the stands.

Beckenbauer was all smiles.

Previously, he had been worried Bayern would be at a disadvantage against Milan.

After all, Milan had performed too strongly over the past year.

Especially when that Number 10 was on the field.

Now, it seemed, Bayern’s young players were doing quite well.

If they continued playing this way,

even though the German winter was cold,

the match would warm the hearts of the German people in advance.

...

"Ricardo, let’s switch positions more,"

Huang Kaiwen said with his mouth covered, as he walked toward the midfield.

"Mm, okay," Kaka nodded and said, "Lucio is very fast and familiar with my style, he’s been targeting me today."

"Don’t mind him, you are the strongest midfielder in Europe! As long as you believe in yourself, no one can stop you,"

Huang Kaiwen offered Kaka some encouraging words.

But,

In Kaka’s eyes,

Huang Kaiwen, with his thumb up in the Allianz Arena’s light, seemed to be enveloped in a holy glow.

Ricardo Izecson dos Santos Leite clenched his fists, his whole body burning with fervor.

Smack—

Sheva kicked off with a back pass.

Kaka received the ball and darted out like an arrow.

Long strides, quick pace, looking up with the ball.

Those were Kaka’s trademarks.

Santa Cruz stretched out a leg emblematically.

But he couldn’t delay Kaka for even a second and was left behind.

Ballack tried for a physical collision.

But with a flick of the wrist, Kaka dribbled past, avoiding Ballack and kept rushing forward, undiminished in speed.

Kaka, out of the corner of his eye, saw Huang Kaiwen on the left also making a high-speed run.

A sense of reassurance washed over him.

The rest of Milan’s players hadn’t expected the game to start off like this.

They were numb with surprise.

The game just started; the opposition is still in their half, the formation isn’t stretched out, and the defense is compact, yet you’re attacking?

Was this not taking the opponent seriously?

They grumbled,

but their bodies were honest.

Now they could only rush forward following Kaka and Huang Kaiwen,

to see if they could catch up for the second wave of attack.

Ze Roberto slid in with a tackle.

Kaka knocked the ball forward.

He stretched his long legs and leapt over his Brazilian compatriot, landing to regain possession of the ball.

The future Ballon d’Or winner’s style couldn’t be concealed.

Demichelis and Lizarazu rushed at Kaka together.

Kaka, with the ball, immediately passed it to Huang Kaiwen on the side.

Huang Kaiwen, with a smooth movement of his left foot,

diagonally cut in towards the penalty area from the sideline.

No more playing with Bayern’s right flank.

As Deisler chased back, he only fell further behind.

Demichelis had already turned to chase Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen ran, leaving the ball behind in a natural manner,

and sprinted past.

He deceived Demichelis.

Kaka ran to the left, took the pass with a twist of his body, and made a direct through ball.

Before Demichelis could turn around, the ball was already at Huang Kaiwen’s feet.

Crudeli shouted frantically in the broadcasting room.

"Lucio is rushing at Kevin!"

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