After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 354: Man Carrying a Pot (Subscription Requested)

Bernabéu Stadium had become an ocean of joy.

The Meringue fans were waving everything they could find in the stands.

The failure of Zidane and Pavon’s policies in the past few years had left them without this much happiness for a while.

Calderon announced that in the future they would bring in new generation stars like Kaka, Robben, and Fabregas, which won the support of many Real Madrid fans.

The Catalan TVC commentators said sourly, "Real Madrid got a player who scored four goals in six minutes, a player with very high commercial value. Last year, he was first in jersey sales worldwide; he sold 30 million Euros’ worth of jerseys within 24 hours of joining Real Madrid, while we got his relative. Laporta has made Barcelona a laughing stock of the entire world."

On the field, the Yellow Submarine was still organizing the attack.

After Senna got the ball, he hesitated to pass it to Riquelme.

He felt that the core of the team had lost his calm.

Senna received the ball on the right flank and accelerated towards Huang Kaiwen.

This Brazilian player had the technical skills to match his defense, which was why he had the opportunity to join Spain’s La Liga.

In front of Huang Kaiwen, Senna did a feint and a quick touch, accelerating past him.

Villarreal pressed forward as a whole, and as Senna moved from the sideline to the middle, Riquelme was already up there, but he still chose Fran, who was just in front of the penalty area.

Cannavaro slid in with a tackle, poking the ball away before Fran could receive it.

"Cannavaro’s tackle was clean and sharp, but the ball found its way to Riquelme’s feet," said the announcer.

"Kahveci moved into space to ask for the ball, but Riquelme didn’t pass, dribbled past an opponent instead. Riquelme may stick close to the ball, but his skills are truly great, he’s the man who can dance on a postage stamp."

"Hehe, Riquelme’s skills and physique are both extraordinary, his ability to shield the ball in front of the penalty area is no less than Zidane’s, and he could even be used as a forward. But what limits his potential is his personality. Many players say that Riquelme isn’t easy to get along with. Look at this great opportunity; he doesn’t pass to his teammate. Oh, Cannavaro has successfully intercepted again. Riquelme is too sticky with the ball."

"Real Madrid launches a counterattack again. Diarra used to hold on to the ball too much and was reprimanded by Capello, but now as soon as he gets the ball, he immediately runs to the left flank and sends a direct pass to Huang Kaiwen."

Huang Kaiwen, with his back to the play, flicks the ball towards his rear.

Turning with a burst of speed, the onrushing Senna was left trailing behind Huang Kaiwen.

With a "Gold Bordered Robe" and various boosts, he felt his explosive power might even be stronger than Carlos’s.

As Senna turned to chase, it took only a second, but he was left five meters behind by Huang Kaiwen; the advertising boards on the sidelines flew back as his furious speed completely ignited the Bernabéu Stadium.

"Stop him!!!" Alvarez yelled loudly.

Defensive midfielder Leandro Somoza charged at Huang Kaiwen with a flying tackle.

But Huang Kaiwen, ready for it, used his left heel to knock the ball from behind to the right and reignited his run diagonally towards the penalty area.

Senna, who had caught up from behind, could only just manage to not fall further behind Huang Kaiwen.

Seeing the distance to the middle getting closer, Huang Kaiwen felt he should take another long shot.

Both "Long-Distance Lope" (for Kaka) and "Direct Fire Duel" (for Sigurdsson) provided bonuses for long shots from the middle.

With the thought in mind,

Huang Kaiwen didn’t show any intention to move closer to the middle as he dribbled.

Xavi Venta also thought Huang Kaiwen would stay on the flank.

Charging at Huang Kaiwen with unstoppable momentum, the fast-moving Huang Kaiwen shifted direction and dashed diagonally into the middle, just in front of the large penalty area.

Juan Peña and Alvarez both lowered their centers of gravity, adjusting their positions continuously to prevent Huang Kaiwen from bursting into the penalty area.

But just before he reached the penalty area line, Huang Kaiwen took an unexpected shot.

He positioned his right foot behind the ball, his knee drove force through his tautened calf, and his left foot suddenly swept behind the ball.

Bang—

The strike was hidden yet powerful.

The ball skimmed across the grass, shooting between Juan Peña and Alvarez in an instant, as the tense Sebastian Vieira, seeing the ball, dove sideways to the ground.

Whoosh—

Even though he reacted quickly, man is never faster than the ball.

The ball passed under his armpit, crossing the goal line and slamming into the net with force.

The Meringue fans behind the goal were the first to cheer and wave their arms.

"Saint Kevin!!!"

"Saint Kevin!!!"

"Saint Kevin!!!"

This chant spread to the entire Bernabéu within a second.

"Kevin Kevin Kevin Kevin Kevin Kevin Goal~~~~~~~~~!!!" Crudeli shouted like a madman.

"Kevin has put on a one-man show at the Bernabéu!"

"8 minutes 14 seconds! 8 minutes 14 seconds Kevin scored five goals. The La Liga coaches watching today’s match should all understand what kind of opponent they will face. When they play against Real Madrid, they can only hope that Kevin is in a good mood and scores a few less goals. Other than that, they can’t do anything."

"The lion, from the savannah to the forest, remains the king of beasts. Kevin now dominates Bernabéu, becoming the king of Bernabéu in his first match. From today on, Real Madrid might as well be called ’Kevin and his teammates.’ Real Madrid has a group of outstanding players, but Kevin is truly unique."

"There has never been a player like this before, and there won’t be one after Kevin. Calderon really hit the jackpot this time."

"The entire Bernabéu Stadium stands up, applauding Kevin."

"Last year, they were still fretting over Ronaldinho, who was like a soccer fairy at Bernabéu, but now the Catalans should be the ones worried. Aside from fouling him, there isn’t a defender who can stop Kevin."

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