After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 839 - 0298 Whip of the Gods and Iron Wire Fist (Please Subscribe)_3

Hey, Raul has it tough too.

Being beaten by teammates, of course, he can only vent his anger on the opponents, this is a kind of reversed venting.

It’s a good habit, Raul should keep it up.

Dida kicks a long pass directly to Kaka.

Kaka dribbles quickly to the right.

Huang Kaiwen: ???

Kaka usually attacks from the left, especially after playing with the Yellow Ball King, he’s heavily left-leaning. But today, he’s dribbling to the right, what’s the meaning of this?

Seeing Kaka’s smile, Huang Kaiwen is embarrassed to say anything, so he charges directly.

Huang Kaiwen stretches out his right foot, Kaka simply knocks the ball forward.

Huang Kaiwen hurries to block, stepping along the sideline.

But Kaka chooses to go around from outside the sideline and accelerates forward.

Huang Kaiwen can only chase back all the way.

Whenever there’s a chance, he’s ready to teach this kid Kaka a lesson.

Marcelo charges forward quickly, but Kaka successfully breaks through with the ball with just one face-off.

Heinze’s backup is quite timely, blocking Kaka near the sideline.

Ibrahimovic and Gattuso come up to support, Kaka twists and passes the ball, but it’s blocked out of bounds by Heinze.

Gattuso comes up to throw the ball from the sideline, Ibrahimovic lifts his foot to stop the ball, then turns and passes it directly to the left.

Maldini, who comes up to assist, stretches his foot to block the ball to Kaka, Kaka rotates without stopping and swings his right foot for a direct shot, Ramos lifts his foot and blocks the ball just in time.

Pop—

Ramos horizontally passes the ball, Pepe immediately kicks a long pass to the front.

The ball lands before the arc top, still a distance away from Guti.

Fortunately, Milan pressed high, and Guti runs up and successfully takes the ball.

Robben has already rushed to the right side of the big penalty area, Guti immediately lifts his foot for a lob pass, Huang Kaiwen speeds up in the middle and successfully attracts the defense of Nesta and Odo.

Pop—

After receiving the ball, Robben turns around and without adjustment directly crosses with his right foot, and the quality of this ball is quite good.

Huang Kaiwen, who is running forward, sees where the ball will fall and suddenly rushes to the left side of the big penalty area. The ball just passes over the heads of Nesta and Odo and starts to fall.

Nesta turns around, seeing Huang Kaiwen’s position, his heart skips a beat.

At this moment, he can only keep his eyes on Huang Kaiwen, praying that he won’t score.

Although the possibility is extremely small.

Huang Kaiwen’s move is clearly set for a bicycle kick, the chasing Ambrosini probably can’t catch up.

In fact, it’s just as he guessed.

Huang Kaiwen turns around on the left, back to the goal, puts power in his right foot, soaring into the air with his center of gravity leaning back. When his left leg reaches parallel to his body, his right leg, which just powered the jump, swings up.

Bang—

Nesta stares hard at the ball.

The moment Huang Kaiwen’s right foot hits the back of the ball, it flies straight to the right side of the goal. The shot is so close that Dida even just moves one step, and the ball has already flown behind him.

When Dida turns his head, he sees the ball drilling into the junction of the right post and crossbar.

Boom—

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin!!!"

The Meringue fans excitedly stand up from their seats, wildly cheering with raised arms.

Is there a more decisive player in the world?

No!

"Kevin!!!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin Goal!!!"

"Goal, Goal, Goal!"

"An absolutely perfect corner, a bicycle kick into the dead corner, Kevin just has that kind of confidence."

"If it were other players scoring such a goal, it would probably be luck. But for Kevin, he definitely aimed for the corner with the bicycle kick. This kind of shot is not hard for him."

"Even against the mighty AC Milan, Kevin can still do whatever he wants. He can score with a bicycle kick, a scorpion kick, or even a header lob from outside the box. When other players are still proud of one bicycle kick goal, Kevin has already broken free from the constraints of the green field and gravity, scoring in various ways in the air."

"Wearing the jersey, Kevin is the best player, and off the field, he would even make David feel ashamed. His perfect physique allows him to excel in any sport. Although I haven’t seen him play basketball, if Kevin played basketball, he could easily surpass Michael Jordan and become the greatest basketball player in the world!"

Raul runs forward, and in the next second, Ramos bumps him to the side.

Next up is Robben.

Raul quickly yields his position, sure enough, Guti rushes past where he was standing a second later.

One teammate after another rushes up to celebrate, Raul looks at the backfield, and with no one there, he runs forward.

Huang Kaiwen, who chooses not to celebrate, is surrounded by teammates.

Guti laughs and scolds: "Bastard, didn’t you say you would save your strength till the second half?"

"Idiot, if there’s a goal opportunity, would Kevin deliberately miss it? For Kevin, missing is harder than hitting the corner."

Ramos complains.

Robben nods along.

As a Dutch player, who hasn’t watched Van Basten’s football tapes?

The goal just now was very much like Van Basten’s goal.

But Van Basten’s goal, in terms of defense intensity and shooting power, is far from what Huang Kaiwen did.

Robben even feels like, timing doesn’t make heroes, the times make heroes famous.

It’s just that the Three Musketeers were born too early.

If he and Kevin were born a bit earlier...ah, one person is missing, then add Sneijder, no, add De Jong, they could have become the Three Musketeers, although not the Dutch Three Musketeers.

Kevin is a super Van Basten, he would reluctantly be a more inward-cutting Gullit, and De Jong is a weakened Rijkaard.

As for Sneijder, that guy’s skill is at best comparable to the midfield defenders of the Netherlands team back then, such as Koeman, a dispensable fringe role.