Free Web NovelChapter 2078: Chapter 539: A Battle of Wits
But Huang Kaiwen was still quite far away.
No one expected Huang Kaiwen to sprint past half-field so quickly.
Sanchez could only grit his teeth and accelerate again.
He didn’t want to hand over the ball possession.
Camp Nou Stadium had fallen silent, the fans fixated on the field.
Watching this speed showdown between the two.
Huang Kaiwen’s position was ultimately a bit too far; clearly, he was not going to make it.
But just at that moment, Huang Kaiwen lowered his body and launched into a sliding tackle.
Coming from behind!
Huang Kaiwen got to the ball first, leaving Sanchez nothing but to leaping aside regretfully.
Because of this, he missed the next scene.
As Huang Kaiwen went down with the side sliding tackle, his right foot swung out.
Boom—
The ball, with a powerful spin, headed towards Barça’s penalty area.
Both teams’ players were running towards Milan’s half, the ball not encountering any obstruction.
More importantly, the ball was incredibly fast.
Valdes was slightly positioned forward, and by the time he reached the goal line, the ball had fiercely drilled into the net from beside his head!
Astonishment ensued!
Barça fans ready to jeer found their voices stuck in their throats.
In the years confronting Huang Kaiwen, they’ve seen countless goals from him.
This wasn’t the first midfield goal.
But this goal was absolutely ridiculous.
The man went down with a side sliding tackle, and his upper right foot still managed to score a spectacular goal.
Even the Barça fans who hated Huang Kaiwen the most admitted this goal was beautiful!
Pop,
Pop,
Pop-pop-pop—
Scattered applause began to resonate from the stands of Camp Nou, spreading throughout the stadium.
Finally, Barça fans picked up their pride.
At this moment, they gave applause to Huang Kaiwen.
A goal like this, such performance, such a white-shirted number ten, deserved all their accolades.
This was also a sign of their dissatisfaction with the team.
Applause marks a beginning and signifies an end.
Barça fans no longer wanted to continue expecting anything from Barça’s performance.
They conceded!
"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Kevin Goal!!!!!!!!!!"
"In the battle of Camp Nou, Kevin once again became the master of the game, which was not at all an unexpected event. Barcelona has always been Kevin’s favorite opponent, from the era of Ronaldo to the era of Messi, and now to this era without Messi."
"Kevin has always been Barcelona’s greatest nemesis."
"This is the second time Kevin has received applause from Barça fans at Camp Nou."
"But noteworthy is that today’s match is far more intense than before, and Barça fans’ confrontational emotions have soared tenfold compared to the past."
"They resent Guardiola, resent Messi, resent Kevin."
"But that’s Kevin, no matter the enmity, he can conquer them all with his feet. I’ve already thought of a way to resolve disputes in the Balkans, and that’s to have Kevin play a friendly match there annually!"
"The most beautiful thing in the world is seeing Kevin score a goal firsthand."
"The dissolution of the Soviet Union and Yugoslavia was because Kevin was born too late by decades!"
Crudeli had always thought Huang Kaiwen had used all possible scoring methods.
Never did he expect Huang Kaiwen to still surprise him.
Italian fans didn’t care what he said.
Because this goal was indeed magnificent to the extreme.
Guardiola stood at the sidelines, covering his forehead, reacting only after the game resumed, warmly embracing van Persie: "Robin, I’ve always thought you can do more, Mr. Wenger said you could play as a winger, forward, and attacking midfielder, I think you might even play as a center midfielder, so I want you to become an all-round warrior on the forward line, which is the direction of football development."
van Persie’s face turned somber.
The concept of total football originated from the Netherlands.
He’s heard it countless times growing up.
Whenever a coach tells an attacking player, you need to do more.
It likely meant preparing to start defending from the forward line.
van Persie was willing to compete but not necessarily defend.
In the youth academies, those with less talent played in the rear; outstanding attackers often looked down upon defenders, let alone playing defense themselves.
Yet he didn’t refute Guardiola, nor did he nod.
Guardiola wasn’t concerned.
He wasn’t a psychology expert; such words won’t necessarily work with every player.
If he can fool one, it counts.
Failing to do so doesn’t incur any loss.
On the field, Barça players’ actions had gotten more aggressive.
After the applause at Camp Nou, Barça players had shifted from playing football to hitting people.
Zambrotta received the ball near midfield and immediately carried it past the center line.
Alves and Keita had no intentions of defending him, making Zambrotta’s task effortless.
He continued onwards for about 10 meters before Keita charged at him.
At this moment, Zambrotta kicked the ball horizontally to Kroos, with De Bruyne quickly advancing to request the ball, but Kroos completely ignored him, turning and kicking boldly.
The ball rolled past Xavi accurately, finding Huang Kaiwen; with his back, Huang Kaiwen heel-flicked the ball past Mascherano, precisely connecting with Torres in the center.
Torres launched after the ball.
Piqué took a step forward, turned and elbowed Torres hard on the underside of his jaw.
Torres, hit hard, fell heavily on the turf.
The referee reacted swiftly, rushing over to Piqué and issuing him a red card.
But the anger of Milan players had been ignited, and at this point, it was impossible to calm easily.
