Chapter 1209: Chapter 1209

Hummels really got in contact this time, and Quaresma wasn’t sure if he hit the ball first or was hit first himself.

Huang Kaiwen patted Quaresma on the shoulder and walked towards the corner flag area.

Xabi Alonso’s ability to deliver long balls is exceptional, he must make good use of it.

Standing at the corner flag area.

Huang Kaiwen deliberately raised his right hand, extending two fingers.

He looked at the chaotic Milan penalty area with a satisfied smile.

That’s the signal for a tactical free kick.

Milan is his former team, and those ex-teammates all know it.

That’s why there’s such a big reaction.

But what happens next, isn’t it up to the Yellow Ball King?

Just playing with you.

Upon hearing the whistle, Huang Kaiwen took a step with his right foot, then with one step of a run-up, he spun his left foot under the lower right of the ball.

An outside-foot pass!

The ball flew low along the baseline, always spinning outward.

This ball indeed caught people off guard; Hummels and Jankulovski were positioned some distance from the baseline and couldn’t clear it immediately.

By the time the ball reached the small penalty area, it was heading towards the center of the small penalty area, directly finding Drogba.

Drogba stood his ground and headed the ball towards the goal, but unfortunately, he hit it too accurately, and Abbiati managed to push it away with both hands.

The ball looped toward the center of the small penalty area.

Alex and Hummels almost jumped at the same time to head it, and the ball flew to the top-right corner of the big penalty area.

Mikel, standing nearby, successfully got the ball, but he hadn’t decided how to handle it.

Huang Kaiwen arrived just in time to receive the ball behind him, without adjusting, he directly sent a cross with his right foot, Terry seized the moment, leapt and overpowered Bonera, heading the ball towards the goalmouth, where Drogba, unmarked, made another header.

"Oh dear, that ball was still too straight, once again right into Abbiati’s arms, and then Hummels cleared it away."

"Chelsea with continuous corner kick opportunities, Huang Kaiwen once more headed to the right-foot corner flag area. Look, heeh, no matter how Huang Kaiwen plays, he just raises his hand to signal, AC Milan can’t ignore his tactical corner kicks, but today Huang Kaiwen has been directly sending the ball into the penalty area." Get full chapters from novel⚑fire.net

"Yes, it’s the story of the boy who cried wolf; when AC Milan players stop guarding against tactical corner kicks, he’ll surprise them with a sudden play... Goodness, that corner directly aimed at the goal, and the ball just missed the left post, just barely."

"Indeed, that shot almost went in. Seeing his teammates failing to score, Huang Kaiwen is getting anxious, might as well do it himself, heh."

"Now the camera is showing the Brazilian football king, Pele, who is clapping, but he seems somewhat dissatisfied with Chelsea’s performance today."

Abbiati quickly took the goal kick.

Maldini wanted to clear with a long ball, but Drogba hurriedly went up to block him.

Seeing no chance to kick the ball away, Maldini could only lower his right foot and cut the ball to avoid Drogba, before making a straight pass to the front.

As Pirlo received the ball, Huang Kaiwen rushed forward.

Pirlo’s set of evasion skills was ineffective against Huang Kaiwen, as Huang Kaiwen knew Pirlo too well.

After Pirlo’s touch, Huang Kaiwen extended his foot without shifting his weight.

When Pirlo tried to adjust to pass, he found Huang Kaiwen already sticking his foot out again.

Failing to shake off Huang Kaiwen, Pirlo wanted to turn and pass but Gattuso, following Huang Kaiwen, blocked his passing lane, luckily Pirlo reacted quickly, flicking the ball back to a teammate with the inside of his foot.

Huang Kaiwen charged at Hummels, who had to make a diagonal pass, while Jankulovski received the ball and looked up.

Seeing Ballack near Pirlo, Jankulovski chose to drive the ball forward himself.

As he crossed the halfway line, Ramos, positioned forward, advanced towards him.

Jankulovski didn’t attempt to dribble past, turning to make a back pass.

Hummels received the ball, tapped it right, quickly sending out a long pass.

The ball precisely found the flank-running Kaka, who lofted it directly into the box from the right wing, with Alex heading it over the baseline near the front post.

Faria walked to the sideline and said, "Shall we sub Kevin off?"

"Wait a moment, the situation is quite tense right now, we can’t let Kevin rest yet."

Boas said with his hands in his pockets.

"You see to it yourself, just don’t make Kevin play the full match."

Faria said disdainfully.

It would be better to let him manage it directly.

Boas, this guy, only relies on Kevin.

Pirlo took another corner, cleared from the penalty area by Terry.

Today’s match was quite tense.

Although Huang Kaiwen’s long passes and orchestrations were excellent, Milan’s side also performed very well.

Chelsea’s attacking trident did waste some opportunities, hence they had the advantage but didn’t score.

Boas turned back to look at the bench.

He beckoned to Belletti and Huntelaar with his fingers.

In previous matches, he even let Essien play on the wing.

The Chelsea coaching staff were like scientists; if Ramos wasn’t starting today with fresh stamina, Boas would even consider putting Ramos on as a winger.

In Chelsea’s lineup, if a defender can’t play at the front, how can it be justified?

On the field, through Huang Kaiwen’s continuous one-touch passes, Chelsea’s formation had successfully been pushed up.

Xavi’s trait was extremely useful, particularly adept at shielding and cleaning dirty passes.

Though the relationship wasn’t too good, Xavi’s abilities were still commendable.

AC Milan’s defense had retreated to the big penalty area, and Huang Kaiwen angled a pass to the advancing Ashley Cole.

Seeing Ashley Cole advancing with the ball, Mata opted to drop back for support, and Ashley Cole, indeed failing to find an opportunity, had to choose a back pass.