After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 698 - 0266 If the bandit leader surrenders early, he can avoid death (please subscribe)_4

"Huan is awesome, Real Madrid is set today."

"Ah, if only Messi hadn’t gotten hurt, Barca might have had a chance."

Messi, sitting in the stands, watched Huang Kaiwen warming up.

The more he watched, the more familiar it seemed.

That style of taking small, quick steps and making frequent changes in direction within a tight space—he knew it too well.

Messi’s eyes widened as he confirmed that this was indeed his style of play.

Although many players from Argentina use this method of dribbling to evade opponents, each player’s style has subtle differences.

Huang Kaiwen’s center of gravity was higher than his, but his handling of the movements was exceptional.

After watching for a while, Messi shook his head and felt admiringly, "Truly worthy of Kevin."

The gap between people is just that big.

...

Cardinal Asier Laty sat in front of the television, his expression fluctuating as he watched the Real Madrid players warm up.

He had had enough of that heretic, Capello.

Although they had cooperated well before, due to Capello’s beliefs, there was no longer a possibility of working together.

Asier Laty felt that things couldn’t go on like this.

He still needed the influence of football, and since Capello had become an obstacle, that obstacle needed to be removed!

"Alright, let’s take a look at the starting lineup for both teams."

Barça’s 4-3-3 with a single defensive midfielder:

Goalkeeper: Valdes,

Defenders: Abidal, Gabriel Milito, Puyol, Max,

Midfielders: Deco, Yaya Toure, Xavi,

Forwards: Iniesta, Eto’o, Ronaldinho.

Real Madrid’s 4-3-3 with a single defensive midfielder:

Goalkeeper: Casillas,

Defenders: Heinze, Cannavaro, Pepe, Ivanovic,

Midfielders: Guti, Sneijder, De Jong,

Forwards: Huang Kaiwen, Raul, Cassano.

"Today Ronaldo is on the right flank, and Puyol is also positioned on the right. Is Zambrotta injured?"

"Ivanovic, playing as a full-back, gradually found his form, which is good news for Real Madrid."

"Yes, but the biggest surprise is Huang Kaiwen starting today. His presence will escalate the intensity of this match by a notch, and he and Barça have quite a few stories."

Huang Kaiwen followed his teammates back to the tunnel.

He had already noticed something off and quietly said to Capello in the tunnel, "Something’s wrong with the pitch, they’ve watered it, and they’re all wearing long studs!"

Capello’s eyes widened as he looked at the feet of the Barça players.

Just as suspected, all long studs!

"Damn, Rijkaard, that bastard is cheating!"

Capello followed the players out onto the field.

Rijkaard approached Capello to shake hands, saying, "Today’s game is going to be interesting."

"I’ve nothing to say to you, you treacherous scoundrel," Capello scoffed.

"We are birds of a feather," Rijkaard said with a smile.

Today, even those who were in wheelchairs were starting.

Rijkaard felt that what he did was not over the top.

Angry, Capello walked towards the coach’s bench and took out his delicate pagoda, carefully placing it next to the bench.

Bending over, he could see the reflection of water on the ground; it would be difficult to persist without using some magical aids under such field conditions.

After cursing Rijkaard in his heart again, Capello stood at the sideline with his hands behind his back and whispered softly, "In the northern darkness, there exists a fish named Kun. The Kun is so huge, I don’t know how many thousand li it measures..."

Rijkaard quietly released two toads from a can.

This was still the witchcraft that old man Carlin had taught him.

Today, he was planning a two-pronged approach—tactical play on the field plus watering the field to catch Real Madrid off guard.

Beneath the field, witchcraft could not be abandoned.

Whether it worked or not, at least it was comforting.

"Damn bastards, they’re actually cheating!"

Raul went to toss the coin, Cassano complained.

It was easy to feel when the field had been watered, and besides, it hadn’t rained in Barcelona.

"Just play well, we’ll change shoes during the halftime break," said Huang Kaiwen with a sigh.

He hadn’t expected Rijkaard would go this far.

After all, Barcelona is also known for its technique, and watering the field affects not only Real Madrid but also the Barcelona players. Wearing long-studded soccer shoes doesn’t completely avoid the influence of the field.

At 6 PM sharp, the main referee blew the whistle to start the match.

Eto’o kicked off with a lateral pass, and Iniesta returned the pass.

Deco misjudged the speed of the ball, and it stopped far away.

He quickly chased it down, catching it before Raul, turning around, and passing it back to Xavi.

Xavi stopped the ball with his right foot and did not rush to attack.

Only when Huang Kaiwen moved up to press did he pull the ball back with his right foot, spin in place, and pass it to the right flank.

Ronaldo received the ball behind the midfield line as Sneijder quickly charged up to press him.

In Capello’s tactics, not to mention midfielders, even forwards had defensive duties, everyone except for one exception.

Ronaldo’s right foot continually swayed over the soccer ball. Seeing Sneijder’s lack of reaction, Ronaldo flicked with his left foot, attempting a tail swing, embarrassingly failing to pull back the wet slippery ball.

"Well, the ball flew off, the field conditions today aren’t great."

"Yes, the pitch at Camp Nou today is very wet. We can clearly see that Real Madrid players’ shoes are wet, but the dark color of Barcelona players’ shoes makes it less apparent."

"Guti passes the ball to Huang Kaiwen, and Huang Kaiwen is dribbling down the left flank!"

Huang Kaiwen flicked with his right foot, quickly starting to move past Xavi.

Xavi immediately reached out, trying to pull Huang Kaiwen’s jersey. Huang Kaiwen stepped on the ball with his left foot, sidestepping, successfully avoiding Xavi’s hand.

Having already experienced Aimar and Maradona’s styles, Huang Kaiwen,

was seamlessly adapting to Messi’s style with the "Messi Experience Card."

His prior experiences helped him adjust well to the shifts in center of gravity and the feel of the ball.

Moreover, Messi’s stronger with his left foot, just like Huang Kaiwen.

After dodging Xavi with a change in rhythm, Huang Kaiwen again flicked the ball with his left foot, rushing from right to left.

Yaya Toure swiftly moved to cover the left flank; Huang Kaiwen abruptly stopped, pulled back the ball with his left foot, and slipped to the ground.

Toure took the opportunity to pass the ball back to a teammate.

Puyol kicked a long pass to the left front.

"Are you alright?"

Raul asked, extending his hand.

Huang Kaiwen pulled himself up by Raul’s hand and said, "I’m fine, it’s just too slippery."

If he hadn’t used the "Immunity Card," that fall could have resulted in an injury.

When he slipped, he twisted his ankle.

"Barcelona has gone too far!"

Raul couldn’t help but complain.

Everyone was from Spanish powerhouses, but using such means in a match was questionable.

"No way around it, we can only wait for the half-time break,"

Huang Kaiwen sighed.

Barça organized an attack at the front.

Deco, encountering Guti’s pressure in the front, quickly passed the ball laterally due to slipping.

Iniesta took the ball in the front, flicked it with his left foot, maneuvering past Pepe, and charged into the box for a long shot. Casillas dived to his side, blocking the ball out for a corner kick.

"The first corner of the first half."

"Barça started strongly."

Deco ran up and took the corner kick, Heinze at the near post out-jumped Eto’o and headed the ball out of the box.

Sneijder, grabbed by Xavi, couldn’t find an opportunity to pass forward and had to knock it back to a teammate.

He wasted a few seconds, allowing Barcelona players to fall back and defend.

Cannavaro passed to Guti, and as Guti advanced to the edge of the box, he encountered pressure from Iniesta, quickly twisting his body with his left foot poking behind the ball.

With a snap—

Using the wet slippery grass, the ball swiftly found its way to Huang Kaiwen in front.

Huang Kaiwen let the ball pass under his cleats to slow it down, waiting until it reached in front of him, with an immediate flick of his left foot.

Yaya Toure quickly stretched a foot out.

Huang Kaiwen got tripped, bent over with his right hand bracing the ground for stability, and dribbled towards the left side of the box.

Milito and Max ran toward Huang Kaiwen together.

Huang Kaiwen gave a slight tap with his left foot, passing the ball into the box, and sped up to break through the encirclement by Milito and Max.

As Puyol started, his foot slipped on the ground, leaving him helpless as Huang Kaiwen charged past him into the box. Valdes chose to leave the goal and dive towards Huang Kaiwen, but Huang Kaiwen accelerated with the ball to the left side of the small box, lightly pushed with his left foot, and the ball quickly rolled towards the unguarded goal.

Puyol’s sliding tackle was a step too late; lying on the ground, all he could do was watch the ball rolling around inside their net.

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin Goal!!!"

"GoalGoalGoal!!!"

"In the seventh minute of the first half, Kevin spectacularly dribbled past five people to score. Real Madrid took the lead at Camp Nou Stadium. Cunning Catalans faced another defeat. They attempted to win the game by watering the field, and since the start, Kevin and other Real Madrid players repeatedly slipped. However, Kevin proved with his goal that even amidst the enemy’s plots, he still had the ability to shatter everything with his feet."