After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 258 - 0151 We... are invincible_2

Fabregas, rushing over for the defensive cover from the flank, was fiercely knocked away by Huang Kaiwen.

Smack,

In the moment the ball was falling,

Huang Kaiwen lifted his left foot, cushioning the falling ball,

and steadied this long pass with his touch.

Lauren quickly charged towards Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen took small steps, slowly dribbling the ball forward.

The two men moved towards each other, the distance between them quickly closing.

Suddenly,

Huang Kaiwen nudged the ball to the right and nudged it forward with his right foot.

With a burst of speed, he surged past Lauren.

The noise in Highbury Stadium abruptly halted.

Seeing is believing.

The Arsenal fans had heard plenty about Huang Kaiwen,

but now that they saw him,

Huang Kaiwen was on the ball, not yet displaying any fancy techniques,

but he had already shown a startling burst of speed.

This kind of explosive power posed a huge challenge to any team’s defense.

From the flank to the front of the penalty area,

Huang Kaiwen covered the 7 or 8 meters in a blink.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen’s dribbling pace, even the experienced Kolo Toure felt a great pressure.

Huang Kaiwen got closer to Toure with the ball.

Toure was ready and extended his foot,

but as Huang Kaiwen, dribbling diagonally, suddenly changed pace and direction, the rhythm shift caused Toure to stumble and fall to the ground as he tried, unsuccessfully, to retract his leg.

"Beautiful!"

"Kevin dazzled Toure with a change of rhythm and broke into the Arsenal box,"

"Kevin charges to the left side of the small box... Shot!"

"Lehmann saves it, Kevin didn’t adjust well this time."

Huang Kaiwen shook his head as he walked back.

A 20-year-old Henry is far from his level in terms of ball control.

Although Henry has a good feel for the ball and can score brilliant goals, his shooting stability is nowhere near that of today’s opponent, the King of Highbury.

As for how to better use Henry’s abilities,

Huang Kaiwen already had some ideas.

Wenger, standing by the sideline,

exhaled a sigh of relief.

He had watched many of Huang Kaiwen’s match videos.

Huang Kaiwen was a player he greatly admired.

But when Huang Kaiwen was the opponent, it could be torturous.

Luckily this shot wasn’t well-executed.

Watching his team’s fluid counterattack,

Wenger smiled.

Hleb was closely marked by Pirlo as he received the ball in the front court and turned to pass it back to Fabregas who had moved up.

Fabregas quickly passed sideways and continued to push forward.

Ljungberg diagonally passed to the center, engaging in a give-and-go with Fabregas.

Smack,

Fabregas, in front of the penalty area, sent the ball directly forward.

The ball was quite fast.

The moment Henry ran to receive the ball, the linesman raised his flag.

"Heh heh, Henry is offside."

"Henry likes to start his attack from the left flank with the ball. In a position battle, he tends to stand offside to confuse opponents, but this time Nesta and Costacurta coordinated perfectly, moving forward at the same time, trapping Henry offside."

"The duel between a world-class forward and world-class defenders is truly exciting. Nesta and Costacurta didn’t even communicate, yet they understood each other so well."

"This must be the telepathy between top defenders."

Henry, head down, walked back,

wondering what might have been.

Costacurta and Nesta high-fived and started running forward.

Dida ran up and kicked the ball to the front.

Nesta immediately passed it directly to Pirlo.

Pirlo, without looking up, chipped the ball,

but when he looked up he regretted it; the pass was to the left, Huang Kaiwen was surrounded by defenders.

Ljungberg and Fabregas simply waited near Huang Kaiwen.

As the ball crossed the halfway line towards the left flank,

everyone stretched their necks, waiting to see what would happen next.

In the moment the ball was falling,

three players took off.

Huang Kaiwen and Ljungberg jostled as they surged forward.

As Ljungberg’s shoulder bumped into Huang Kaiwen, and seeing Fabregas to his right, Huang Kaiwen instinctively moved to the side.

Thinking Huang Kaiwen was going to collide with him, Fabregas reflexively stepped back.

Huang Kaiwen’s side-step was only a momentary move,

and with another burst, his left foot forcefully pushed off the turf, dodging Ljungberg’s shoulder.

The two Arsenal players failed to sandwich him.

But the ball still headed towards the position where Huang Kaiwen had just been.

Huang Kaiwen had only taken two steps before turning around and chipping the ball over his head with one move.

The ball flew over Huang Kaiwen’s head.

Huang Kaiwen had already turned around again and dashed forward.

Lauren rushed towards the ball from in front of the penalty area.

Obviously it was Henry who was faster, but Huang Kaiwen got to the ball first with one step.

In the moment the ball was falling,

Huang Kaiwen popped the ball forward with his left foot.

Charging forward, he popped the ball forward again.

With just two steps and one left foot, he quickly juggled the ball towards the left side of the penalty area.

Highbury Stadium fell silent once more.

Because they had seen this scene before!

When their forward toyed with the opposing defense like this, they felt exhilarated.

But it’s quite frustrating to go from toying with others to being toyed with.

Lauren tried twice in quick succession to poke the ball away, but he couldn’t keep up with Huang Kaiwen’s juggling rhythm.

Reaching the left side of the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen popped the ball sideways into the area.

He saw Toure turn and rush over.

As he entered the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen popped the ball upward with his left foot.

After retracting his left foot,

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Using his left leg as a pivot, he twisted his body and swung his right foot fiercely.

A move reminiscent of Zidane’s famous "roulette."

Bang—

The ball, under force, headed straight for the inside of the near post.

Lehmann nearby leaped quickly, but the ball was even faster.

The German goalkeeper was still mid-air, feeling only a gust of wind.

The ball had already drilled into the goal above his head.

Boom—

"Kevin!"

"Kevin!"

"Kevin!"

Screams tore through the stands where the visiting fans sat.

"Kevin!"

"Kevin!"

"KevinGoal!"

"Kevin, back on the pitch, is enjoying football. Today his style of play is very similar to Arsenal’s captain on the field; Kevin is clearly trying to beat Arsenal with the way Arsenal plays!"

"Who else?!"

"Who else in the world of football?!"

"No other player can control the game as effortlessly as Kevin."

"Last match he was the Samba Dancer, and now he’s transformed into the Gaulish striker."

"In the football world, to master your own style of play is already to be a top player, but for Kevin, he can freely imitate anyone’s style."

"He is the god of football!!!"

Cudeli’s commentary became more and more exaggerated.

Yet few Italian fans complained.

Because the veteran commentator was indeed speaking the truth.

Playing well in your own style is hard enough.

But Huang Kaiwen could imitate the playing styles of many stars, and still play effectively.

This goal,

Had undoubtedly shocked both Arsenal fans and players.

To suddenly see an opponent who was like Henry, a Highbury King,

Was unacceptable for any Arsenal fan.

Henry, back in the midfield, looked off into the distance and saw his 20-year-old self.

After scoring, Huang Kaiwen’s performance was perfection itself.

He spread his arms and ran towards the visiting fans’ stand, almost sliding on his knees.

Many footballers like to slide on their knees,

But Henry’s is undeniably distinctive.

Because when Henry slides, he stretches his neck forward.

Huang Kaiwen also slid on his knees with a bowed head, stretching his neck forward.

He had almost completely replicated Henry’s iconic celebration.

Such a performance once again ignited the entire stadium.

Milan fans cheered wildly.

Those Arsenal fans, however, began to curse.

As he got up, Huang Kaiwen curled his lips.

He simply wanted to experience what it felt like to be Henry; he hadn’t intended to taunt the Arsenal fans.

Were these Arsenal fans too easily provoked?

"Kevin, awesome!"

The visiting fans in the stands behind the goal.

Pirlo was the first to give a thumbs up.

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