After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 955 - 0321 Real Madrid is making history (Subscribe)_2

Restart the game.

Huang Kaiwen, who has been running a lot, starts to switch to the backfield to organize, recovering his stamina.

Let Deco and Ashley Cole move up from the left flank to impact Real Madrid’s defense.

The attacking capabilities of these two players are not weak.

Though they don’t have the ability to solve the battle alone, they are among the better midfielders and fullbacks in modern football.

Snap—

Huang Kaiwen made a precise overhead pass from the backfield, finding Ashley Cole just past the halfway line.

Ashley Cole made a left-foot pivot, bypassing the pressing Gago and started advancing through the center.

Seeing that Drogba’s surroundings were weak in defense, he took two steps and directly made a lob pass. The ball headed straight for Real Madrid’s penalty area, as Drogba started a burst past Heinze and with the ball was in a one-on-one situation.

At this moment, Casillas chose to take action, anyway it’s not Huang Kaiwen holding the ball.

He quickly dashed out of the penalty area, made a diving header, and sent the ball far away from the edge of the penalty area, remarkably to the center circle region. Just when Real Madrid players breathed a sigh of relief, they suddenly saw a figure standing at the edge of the center circle swing his right foot, striking the ball from behind.

Bang—

Casillas hastily got up and ran back.

The ball altered its trajectory once more, drawing an arc as it headed straight for the goal, sailing over players from both teams’ heads and landing precisely into the goal.

"Boo!"

"Boo!"

"Boo!"

The Bernabéu Stadium began to stir.

The Meringue could no longer tolerate the performance of Real Madrid players.

Gradually, boos sounded, and white handkerchiefs waved in the night wind.

Every Real Madrid fan was expressing their displeasure.

A portion of the fans got up and decided not to stay longer at the Bernabéu.

Casillas fell awkwardly in the big penalty area, which was the best reflection of Real Madrid’s half-time today.

High and mighty Real Madrid fans were not used to such grievance.

"Kevin!"

"Kevin!"

"Kevin Goal!"

"Goal Goal Goal!!!"

"Another midfield world-class shot, Kevin delivered a poker trick!"

"Facing his old club Real Madrid, Kevin without even full exertion continued to score goals like crazy, unstoppable!"

"In just half-time, Kevin led Chelsea to revisit the biggest defeat score in European competition history for Real Madrid. Previously, Real Madrid’s biggest defeat was a 0:5 loss to Milan on April 19, 1989. The score of 0:6 broke Milan’s old shame on Real Madrid, creating a brand new history."

"Like Kevin said, as a professional player, he wouldn’t hold back. This ball came directly, and if he didn’t shoot, he’d let down Chelsea’s salary and the fans’ support. Such a ball flying head-on doesn’t even need a stop, he can volley a falling-leaf ball directly. Such terrifying ball sense should be the pinnacle in human history."

"Kevin won’t casually show off his skills like some other technically gifted players, but every time he handles the ball, he displays absolute control of it between claps and moves."

"Sometimes I even suspect, does Kevin possess divine power? Otherwise, why can he consistently score goals deemed as artworks from any angle and in any way? Football is the world’s most popular sport, yet Kevin’s game elevates it from a sport to a great creative and pioneering mass."

"In Italy, every fan supports their hometown team. But only one team’s games can surpass all others in viewership, and that’s the team Kevin plays for. Italians may not like Real Madrid or Chelsea, but they love Kevin. No one dislikes Kevin. When a Milanese and a Sicilian sit together to watch a match, it must be Kevin’s team playing. Kevin used his feet to break all boundaries."

"Even if one day aliens attack Earth, the one thing that could momentarily halt their invasion must be Kevin’s match!"

Mourinho, hands in pockets.

He began to slowly get used to such exciting goals.

Chelsea started leading from the beginning to now, he really didn’t know what there was to celebrate.

He is destined to become the greatest coach in football.

Ha.

Merely Real Madrid.

Turning down Real Madrid in summer was a wise decision.

Coaching a top club is nowhere near as exhilarating as building one.

Soon he’ll become the first Chelsea coach to win the UEFA Champions League.

He is José Mourinho.

A great man keen on self-challenge.

Pellegrini sank back into the coach’s seat.

Previously leading Yellow Submarine several times against Huang Kaiwen, he felt the opponent was really over the top, starting with hat tricks on the field, it had escalated to a personal vendetta.

Yet now he should be thankful, not realizing the big scores had some reservations behind.

If someone told him Huang Kaiwen was a robot, he wouldn’t doubt it.

Otherwise, how can he constantly score again and again?

Sigh.

At Yellow Submarine, he even used wizard tactics against Huang Kaiwen.

But in Real Madrid, he thought he’d win fair and square.

Unexpectedly, reality gave him a harsh slap.

For today’s match, not to mention winning, he didn’t dare to hope for a draw.

During halftime, he should carefully consider how to lose with some dignity.

Pellegrini couldn’t help but chuckle wistfully.

He won’t be dismissed directly because of one match, becoming the coach with the shortest tenure at Real Madrid, right.

What the hell!

With the referee blowing the halftime whistle.

Pellegrini got his spirits up, proactively walked to the sidelines to comfort each Real Madrid player.

Boas grabbed a towel from the equipment manager, holding a water bottle as he approached Huang Kaiwen.