Chapter 1186: Chapter 1186

Chapter 1186: Chapter 366: Before Fengxian Came Heaven

Huntelaar now has a strong opinion about Ramos.

Every time they celebrate, Ramos always steals the show first.

This makes him feel perpetually one step behind.

He’s not even that obsessed with scoring goals, but he must rush to Kevin’s side to celebrate before Ramos.

“Faced with such an unremarkable cross, Kevin chose to use a volley to kick the ball into the goal.”

“In that moment, the muscle lines on Kevin’s body burst out in perfect form. When I once visited David, the guide spoke of its shapely body, determined expression, full muscles, and vitality, calling it a masterpiece in the history of art.”

“But even if Michelangelo were to be reborn, even though he created masterpieces like David and the Pieta, he still wouldn’t be able to create a sculpture of Kevin.”

“Because he simply couldn’t gaze directly at the true deity. Kevin is an omniscient and omnipotent god that cannot be recognized, defined, observed, or described. When faced with such a being, even an artist like Michelangelo could only choose to kneel!”

“Once I read in the Turin Sport Report, Buffon said it correctly: football has a ceiling; with Kevin’s benevolence, it’s usually just 5 or 6 goals. But the pursuit of art, moral quality, and the weight of the soul have no limits. Perhaps many can gain the title of Kevin’s teammate, the second greatest in history just below Kevin, but their character cannot be compared to Kevin’s.”

“Maybe someone wants to say I’m engaging in personal worship, but I want to ask, faced with a player and person like Kevin, doesn’t he deserve our veneration?”

Buffon pushed away the girlfriend sitting on his lap.

Being mentioned again.

But this isn’t a bad thing.

Buffon thought of a good idea.

He wanted to publish in the newspaper a little story about himself inadvertently offending Huang Kaiwen, and Huang Kaiwen magnanimously forgiving him.

After this little story is reported, if Huang Kaiwen plays against Juventus again, he would consider the impact.

Kevin, you don’t want others to think of you as vindictive, right?

“Gigi, you’re a genius!”

Buffon excitedly picked up a pen and notebook, talking to himself, and began today’s creation.

In front of Arsenal’s dugout.

Wenger, hands in pockets, had an expression of complete anger on his face.

He glared at Rui Faria standing in front of the Chelsea dugout.

He thought, Boas wasn’t the type to engage in such intrigue.

Sure enough, it’s Mourinho’s more trusted Faria commanding Chelsea’s game now.

Wenger could even imagine what Mourinho would say.

He would definitely say it was other members of the coaching team who made the decision to let Huang Kaiwen start the match.

The deceitful bastard!

Poor Boas, although Chelsea’s first assistant coach, couldn’t showcase his talents because of Mourinho and Faria’s interference.

Wenger had a very good impression of Boas and decided to ask him after the match if he wanted to be an assistant coach at Arsenal.

Wenger shouted towards the pitch.

“Boss, what do you need?”

Aaron Ramsey jogged to the sidelines and said.

“It’s , I’ve observed Kevin’s speed today isn’t that fast. His form might not be too good, you can definitely keep up with him.” Wenger hugged Ramsey’s shoulder, pointing to the field, and said, “So I have a request for you: try to harass Kevin. I don’t even need you to tackle him, just make sure he can’t handle the ball comfortably. I think you can do it, can you?”

“Alright, boss, I promise!”

Ramsey said with a smile, turning and jogging back onto the field.

Wenger couldn’t help but shake his head, showing a gentle smile.

The reason he likes young players so much is because when you say a few words of trust to them, they’re eager to draw their swords and duel.

Ferguson said: For young people, everything is possible. They’ll courageously charge towards the barbed wire, while older players will try to find the gate.

Although his and Ferguson’s relationship is both adversarial and friendly.

But he deeply agrees with that Scottish bastard’s words.

With the fans singing, Arsenal restarted the match.

Adebayor passed horizontally to van Persie, van Persie nudged it with his left foot, and dribbled the ball forward.

He didn’t choose his left lane, but instead launched his attack from the right.

As a winger by training, he has excellent dribbling skills, but upon seeing Huang Kaiwen, he got a bit nervous.

Van Persie’s foot unconsciously started to slow down, instinctively taking small steps to control the ball, keeping it close.

This made van Persie even more nervous. He nudged with the inside of his left foot, pretending to accelerate, then quickly turned to block the ball, passing it back to Fabregas.

Damn, Yellow Ball King didn’t even do anything, what’s van Persie doing?

Just bringing the ball up for the Yellow Ball King to see?

Fabregas received the ball in the middle and quickly broke through the midfield line.

Deco immediately came forward to meet him, but Fabregas unexpectedly sent a long pass.

The ball flew quickly toward the Chelsea penalty area.

Adebayor turned his head to observe, and just as the ball was about to drop, Carvalho suddenly rushed from Adebayor’s side and headed it low.

The ball rose again, quickly crossing the midfield, flying forward, with Huntelaar and the high-positioned Kolo Toure both jumping at the same time, both using their hands, affecting each other and neither managed to win it, both falling onto the turf.