Chapter 1205: Chapter 1205
Chapter 1205: Chapter 369: Capello of Qingcheng
Boas widened his eyes and said, “Jose, I’m going to the restroom.”
Faria waved dismissively and said, “Next time just go if you want to, don’t tell us. Damn, last night I dreamt of you standing in front of the urinal unable to pee.”
Boas quickly walked toward the players’ tunnel.
He first went to the home team’s locker room, where the TV was supposed to be playing the live broadcast of the match.
However, what appeared on the screen was a flight attendant in a red uniform.
Sure enough, it’s a French movie.
He casually shut the locker room door and began his patrol at Stamford Bridge.
Based on what he read in so many books, he believed this was a sign that the Lust Demon King Asmodeus was about to descend to earth.
As he reached the restroom, a dense noise caught his attention.
Pushing open the door, Boas exclaimed, “Why are there so many mice…”
“Did you see that, Mauro!!!”
Ancelotti was excited like a 160-pound child, hugging Sassoti as he jumped up and down.
“Yes, yes, Carlo, I saw it!”
Sassoti nodded and said, “That’s the greatness of Willingness Power. Hope is the greatest force in the world.”
As Ancelotti’s assistant coach,
Sassoti was very familiar with Ancelotti’s theories, he could even recite Ancelotti’s autobiography about Willingness Power backward.
Now, on their journey of exploration, they supported each other, and he often provided constructive suggestions.
This new apparatus, for instance, was his idea to use a tripod to lift the machine off the ground.
So far, the results seemed quite good.
Capello glared ferociously at the Milan coaching bench from the stands.
The grudge between him and Ancelotti was as thick as a meter-long cloth.
Today, every action of Ancelotti and Tassoti was in his sights.
Capello still believed that Ancelotti hid the means to curse Huang Kaiwen inside that moving broken machine, which was just a diversion.
With matters concerning Huang Kaiwen, he couldn’t sit by idly.
With things being this way, he couldn’t blame Qingcheng Hermit Capello.
Capello whispered something to Baldini, got up, and quietly made his way toward the passage leading to the stands, his feet stepping in a peculiar pattern, fingers forming a spell while murmuring, “The Dao that can be said, is not the eternal Dao; the name that can be named, is not the eternal name…”
This was his way of communicating with the Three Pure Ones before wielding his sword.
Since the Thunder Method was very powerful, he couldn’t risk accidentally hurting the fans.
Even if it didn’t hurt the fans, harming the flowers and plants wouldn’t be good either.
So he needed to communicate well with the Taoist ancestors first, and then cast the “Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder True Decree” he learned to eliminate Ancelotti, that abomination, in one go.
On the field, Huang Kaiwen took possession of the ball again, flicking it with his right foot before kicking it forward to send out a long pass.
The ball accurately found Quaresma on the right, who saw an opportunity and chose to lob it directly into the penalty area without stopping the ball.
Hummels hadn’t returned to the penalty area yet, forcing Maldini to go defend against Drogba.
After receiving the ball, Drogba couldn’t find a clear shot and had to charge toward the goal line with the ball.
Maldini, with his rich experience, effectively blocked his shooting path, and as they got closer to the goal line, Drogba didn’t dare to wait any longer for an opportunity.
He decided to take a gamble.
While running, Drogba suddenly lifted his right foot forward, backheeling the ball.
Ballack rushed in to take a shot, but it was directly blocked by Hummels’ body.
Huang Kaiwen, who had sprinted forward, finally stopped the ball with his foot, but Ambrosini immediately reached out to hold Huang Kaiwen’s arm, not allowing him to dribble away.
Gattuso came running too fast and collided with Ambrosini, dragging Huang Kaiwen down with them.
Nearby, Ramos blurted out, but before he could finish, he awkwardly chuckled and continued, “Even without the footwork, you can’t be so rough when defending.”
Having previously been loaned to Milan for half a season,
most of this Milan team were his old acquaintances.
This foul wasn’t too outrageous; he just couldn’t hold back.
Ambrosini pushed Gattuso off him, stood up, and helped Huang Kaiwen up, laughing as he said, “I really didn’t mean it this time.”
“Really? I don’t believe it!”
Huang Kaiwen replied, blinking his eyes.
Kevin, this guy is not playing by the rules.
From what he knew before and from the articles Buffon had written, Huang Kaiwen wasn’t supposed to hold a grudge .
Today, Huang Kaiwen felt completely different to him.
“So what do you want? Do you want me suspended or something? You’re the Milan boss’s man, after all.”
Ambrosini said with a grin.
Ramos quietly stepped back, thinking Ambrosini just didn’t get it.
He completely misunderstood Huang Kaiwen’s family status.
Kevin isn’t the Milan boss’s man, Kevin’s woman is the Milan boss, that’s the truth.
Huang Kaiwen also smiled.
Smiling brightly, he patted Ambrosini on the shoulder and said, “Let’s get together when I return to Milan, and call that guy Filippo.”
Ambrosini breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t keep pursuing the matter.
The referee came up to remind them not to chat, so Ambrosini gave up his spot.
“Kevin, are you taking the kick?”
Because Ballack wasn’t coming over at all.
“I’ll do it, there’s not much time left. Let’s try to take the lead before the second half.”
Ramos nodded and jogged into the penalty area.
“Huang Kaiwen seems to be preparing to take the free kick himself, his presence there is too intimidating.”
“Yes, exactly, although Juninho Pernambucano is the second-best free-kick taker in European football after Huang Kaiwen, scoring directly from a free kick once every seven attempts, his efficiency is still more than twice less than Huang Kaiwen’s. Other players are far less efficient than Juninho, showing just how high Huang Kaiwen’s free-kick ability is.”
“The fact that Huang Kaiwen is adept with both feet makes it very difficult for goalkeepers to defend, and he is also proficient with the outside of his foot. Quaresma said in an interview before that Huang Kaiwen’s outside foot is not inferior to his. During set-pieces, it’s very tough to guess where Huang Kaiwen will kick.”
In the penalty area, Abbiati was tensely directing the defensive wall to adjust position.
“Move forward a bit…”
“Don’t rush into the penalty area; you’ll block my view, dammit!”
Although Huang Kaiwen hadn’t trained much with Milan, and they hadn’t spoken directly many times.
But known as the world’s number one goalkeeper slayer, he could score against goalkeepers from Europe’s top teams.
As a fringe player of the Italy national team, he naturally didn’t dare to be careless.
You only need to look at Buffon.
He was so distressed by being scored upon that he wished he could directly ask Huang Kaiwen for mercy in the newspapers.
This foul position was very close to the sideline, not ideal, but Abbiati was still not relaxed at all.
He kept adjusting his steps, trying to find the best position to save as soon as Huang Kaiwen kicked the free kick.
The main referee blew the whistle.
Standing on the sideline, Huang Kaiwen took two steps for a run-up, tilting his entire body’s center of gravity to the right, and swung his right foot’s instep under the ball.
The ball quickly flew toward the small penalty area.
Players from both teams rushed into the small penalty area, the ball’s descending direction very clearly targeted the vicinity of the left post where Terry was.
Next to Terry was Bonera, who didn’t even jump, just watched as Terry rose up and headed the ball into the left side of the goal.
Terry was unusually excited after scoring.
He ran to the sideline and jumped onto the advertising board, celebrating the goal with the fans.
At this moment, a light drizzle started falling from the sky.
The main referee looked at his watch but didn’t blow the whistle, giving Milan a chance to kick off.
Coming down from the advertising board, Terry gave a thumbs-up to Huang Kaiwen.
Lately, his performance had been criticized by the media, and some experts were calling for Chelsea to buy a new defender to replace him.
This put a lot of pressure on Terry.
This goal allowed him to relieve some of that pressure.
Huang Kaiwen smiled and waved his hand. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novelFɪre.net
Originally, he wanted to shoot directly, but the angle was too bad.
If he shot, the goalkeeper would be very prepared, so he opted for a pass instead.
So far, it seemed to be working well.
Everyone thought he would take a direct shot, but a sudden pass could yield such an effect.
Capello, having finished the “Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder True Decree,” returned to his seat from the entrance tunnel.
Milan players kicked off again.
Kaka received the ball but faced a press, so he immediately passed it back.
Gattuso took the ball and charged forward.
After bringing the ball to the frontcourt and passing it to a teammate, he could press Huang Kaiwen.
Chelsea’s defensive focus wasn’t on him, so Gattuso easily dribbled past the halfway line.
Before he could pass the ball, suddenly a lightning bolt flashed.
The players near the penalty area all lay on the ground.
The main referee Stark came up asking.
Huang Kaiwen got up and helped Torres to his feet, Torres said, “I’m fine.”
“Then let’s take a halftime break.”
Stark decisively blew the whistle and looked to the sidelines.
A machine next to the Milan coaching bench was emitting black smoke.