After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 653 - 0256 Robben: Coach, I’ve realized it (please subscribe)_2

"It’s Atletico Madrid’s corner, Real Madrid needs to be careful. They just lost a goal from a corner,"

Maxi Rodríguez ran up and played the ball to the middle.

Aguero and Cannavaro both jumped but missed the ball; Pepe overpowered Fran with a header in the middle, and Heinze raced to get the ball ahead of Setaridis with a quick turn and a back pass.

After receiving the ball in the backfield, Huang Kaiwen turned and, without thinking, lifted his left foot and curled the ball.

Bang—

The ball crossed the midfield heading straight toward the penalty area, with Cassano and Luis Pereira entangled as they rushed forward, heel-flicking the ball towards the right wing.

He quickly ran to the right wing to take the ball again, prepared to cut inside from the side of the penalty area, but was tripped from behind by Mario Peña.

"Cassano is really performing well today."

"Heh, speaking of the tactical importance at Real Madrid, it’s hard to say. You see, there are always reports saying Huang Kaiwen has a high tactical status, but during the opponent’s corners, Huang Kaiwen retreats to his own penalty area waiting for a counterattack, while Cassano stays upfield,"

"Right, that’s true. Now, the position for this free kick isn’t very favorable."

"On the right wing, it’s more convenient for left-footed players. Both Huang Kaiwen and Guti are left-footed, let’s see which of them will take it."

Guti checked the position and said, "You go."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and walked over.

Baggio’s technique and level of free kicks were very good, and taking a free kick from the right side was nothing difficult for him.

The foul was located on the side line of the penalty area, not too far from the goal, but the angle was extremely tight if aiming near the post.

"Don’t fucking block me, go over there, watch the man!"

Leo Franco shouted, his neck straining.

His neck and above started to redden due to the excessive emotion.

In the past season, he had experienced the prowess of Huang Kaiwen’s free kicks, which were one of Huang Kaiwen’s specialties.

Although the position for this free kick was not ideal and the angle was narrow, he couldn’t afford to be careless.

He even repeatedly instructed the two teammates in the wall to adjust their positions several times.

Feeling it was about right, Leo Franco clapped his gloved hands together, psyching himself up.

If he just guarded the area near the left post, there would be no issue.

Such a tight angle, even Kevin couldn’t score, right?

Feeling fully prepared, Franco began to regulate his breathing, calming himself down.

Thinking this, Franco clenched his fists, tensed his legs ready to dive, his eyes fixed on Huang Kaiwen’s left foot. The chances of a left-footed player taking a free kick with his right foot from such a tight position on the right were slim!

As the referee blew the whistle, Huang Kaiwen started his run-up.

Franco focused on Huang Kaiwen’s left foot, silently counting. From his observations, Huang Kaiwen habitually took three steps when taking free kicks—not one of those players who liked to shoot from a stationary position.

Huang Kaiwen’s right foot went forward, and Franco felt reassured.

Right, left, right, three steps, and then left-footed shot—that was the rhythm!

Up to now, he couldn’t say he was 100% sure, but he felt he had a 90% chance of saving this shot.

But the next second, Huang Kaiwen’s left foot took a big step behind the ball, his calf powered up, and his right foot followed, swinging under the ball.

Bang—

There was chaos in front of the penalty area as players from both teams rushed to the goal to scramble for position.

Leo Franco’s mind couldn’t keep up anymore, but based on the goalie’s muscle reflex, he still dived quickly.

The ball passed over the wall and flew over the heads of the players, speeding towards the center of the goal. Franco, who had anticipated to the left, didn’t even jump up, helplessly watching the ball fly over his hand and smash into the net.

The ball hit the net and fell onto the grass, bouncing with a patter.

Franco felt like the sense of invincibility, almost as if Yassin had possessed him, was an illusion.

He still couldn’t save Huang Kaiwen’s free kick.

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin Goal!!!"

"GoalGoalGoal!!!"

"A signature Kevin free kick!"

"When I was very young, I heard a saying that the derby is bigger than football. Throughout my long life, I’ve seen countless fans, players, and coaches prove this with their actions."

"Like other fans, I’ve tasted the bitterness of derby defeats. I still remember that bitter memory, seeing our archrivals glorify was as annoying as seeing the Frenchman occupying Milan. A bar owner once told me, there’s no eternal victor in derbies, victory requires patience and waiting for the day to come back."

"I found that quite true. However, after Kevin joined Milan, he broke the mold!"

"Being a Kevin fan is the happiest thing because Kevin will never be a derby loser!!!"

"That top executive of Inter Milan, unclear who exactly, pinned his hopes on the Wizard because he realized Kevin would be a stumbling block on Inter Milan’s path to success. His act I won’t judge, but his discernment surpassed Moratti’s. At the time, shortly after Kevin joined Milan, he had invited that Wizard from Africa to put a curse on Kevin."

"We all know what happened next; even frequently mysteriously injured from the curse, Kevin remained unbeatable."

"This position, only thirty degrees, definitely favored the left foot, but Kevin, always eager to challenge himself, insisted on taking a right-footed free kick from such a narrow angle on the right."