After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 313 - 0167 Milan, Milan, just want to support you (please subscribe)_2

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But Larsson was a different story.

This wily old fox, seasoned by four league seasons, used small tricks very flexibly.

He almost always slipped these tricks past the referee’s eyes.

Frustrated to no end, Huang Kaiwen started to miss Ronaldo’s sunny smile.

In the 66th minute, Barcelona made another substitution, Juliano Belletti replaced Oleg Reynum.

Substituting a Brazilian full-back for the basically defensive-only Reynum, Rijkaard’s intention was clear—he didn’t want the match to go to extra time.

Extra time could lead to a penalty shoot-out.

Who knew if AC Milan would suddenly get a strong man in front of goal repeatedly saving penalties?

Rijkaard certainly didn’t want to lose in the same way as Liverpool.

In the 69th minute, Kaka received the ball from Pirlo again.

As soon as he took the ball, the side where the Barcelona fans were seated erupted in resounding boos.

Even the Barcelona players didn’t understand why their fans hated Kaka so much.

Was it just because of the threat Kaka posed?

Kaka accelerated with the ball, breaking forcefully past Deco.

Iniesta, despite chasing, still couldn’t catch up with Kaka.

Their speeds were simply not on the same level.

Glancing at Puyol’s position, Max charged towards Kaka.

If he had waited in the penalty area,

the most likely scenario would have been the opponent using a high-speed direction change to break through.

In that case, it was better to take the initiative.

Max rushed up and extended his right leg, successfully bringing down Kaka along with the ball.

The Barcelona players defending quickly reacted.

They immediately surrounded the referee from all sides.

"Referee, sir, that was a dive, a dive!"

"Absolutely not a free kick, they’re just trying to find an opportunity in front of the penalty area."

"He’s never the kind of person to foul intentionally."

Puyol pointed at Max as he spoke.

Referee Hauge rubbed his tongue against his teeth.

An old hand claiming a South American player plays cleanly.

How is that different from America saying the United Kingdom has always maintained world peace?

After helping Kaka up, Huang Kaiwen also stepped forward to apply pressure.

They couldn’t let Barcelona succeed.

Hauge quickly pulled out a yellow card from his pocket, showed it to Max, and then firmly stated, "Free kick, no more talking, whoever talks gets a card."

Deco muttered discontentedly.

Hauge immediately showed Deco a yellow card.

"When the referee is making a decision, the players involved in the foul must be careful not to speak carelessly, these referees are trained before the games and understand swearing in various languages very well," He Wei said with a laugh.

"Hehe, this position is not bad, right side of the large penalty area, about 25 meters from the goal, Huang Kaiwen and Pirlo can both take a shot, but who will it be?"

"I think it should be Huang Kaiwen."

As Pirlo moved up the field, he approached Huang Kaiwen, covering his mouth to discuss, "You take it, you’re in better form today, and this position is also more comfortable for a left-footer."

"Okay!"

Huang Kaiwen nodded as he spoke.

Van Persie himself was quite good at free kicks.

And with numerous skill enhancements, Huang Kaiwen found no reason to relinquish the right to take the shot.

He never refused to do things within his abilities.

After all, it was a salary of 600 thousand Euros a year.

After lining up the valve against himself,

Huang Kaiwen began to back up.

The referee looked at Huang Kaiwen signaling him to take the kick.

Huang Kaiwen gestured towards the Barcelona wall.

Hauge turned around to see that the Barcelona players had collectively moved forward two steps, almost bumping into his back.

Too tired to argue with the Barça players, Hauge waved his arms to shoo them back, pointing his finger warningly, "I’m watching you, anyone who moves forward gets a card."

Every successive confrontation was wearing Hauge’s patience thin.

Actually, the line-marking spray had already been invented.

A Brazilian cosmetics merchant, seeing the commentators complain about the wall moving secretly during the 1999 Copa America final, had a spark of inspiration and invented it.

It just hadn’t been introduced to mainstream European leagues yet.

Before the line-marking spray, free kicks were always a headache for referees.

The wall moving secretly, the kick-taker sneaking the ball forward, all were things that troubled referees.

Even the referee couldn’t keep an eye on both the wall and the kick-taker at the same time.

Thankfully, Huang Kaiwen’s sportsmanship was high, which made things easier for Hauge.

After Hauge signaled with his hand,

Pirlo lifted his right foot pretending to start a run-up.

Stationed right behind the ball, Huang Kaiwen then moved.

Seeing Valdes’ left-leaning position, Huang Kaiwen still didn’t change his target spot.

Thud thud thud.

After three steps of run-up, Huang Kaiwen’s left foot fiercely struck the bottom of the ball.

Bang—

The horse flew fast, and the tension of the bowstring shocked like thunder.

After a loud bang,

the ball flew rapidly through a gap in the wall toward the left side of the goal.

Seeing the quick movement of the ball,

Valdes, having guessed its approximate location, leapt into action, stretching his arms wide.

With only a 25-centimeter gap left between his hands and the crossbar, and the diameter of the football around 22 centimeters, Valdes, after jumping, left only a tiny space for the ball to pass through.

The ball was flying too fast.

Valdes hadn’t even had time to look up when he heard the loud sound of the ball hitting the crossbar.

Not feeling the touch of the ball on his fingertips filled Valdes with elation.

Thinking it had flown over,

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Valdes turned just in time to see the ball bouncing high beyond the goal line.

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