Chapter 450: Chapter 450

After getting up, Ruben Garcia hurriedly fled the right side of the penalty area in embarrassment.

From the backfield, Casillas passed the ball to Ramos. As Ramos received the ball, he was already observing the left front field and planning several schemes in his mind on how to pass the ball to Huang Kaiwen.

Ramos slowly advanced with the ball on the right side.

Makitos charged towards Ramos and stretched out his foot.

Ramos pulled the ball with his right foot and charged forward forcefully. The shoulders of the two collided, causing Makitos to stagger.

"Goodness, Ramos’s style is truly bold."

"Ramos’s skills are also not bad. His offensive capability was very strong during his time in Sevilla, combined with his excellent physical fitness, he often has the upper hand in confrontations. It’s not rare for him to carry the ball up to the front field by himself."

Ramos carried the ball himself to the midfield, where Josico quickly pressed forward to confront him.

Although their defensive focus today was on Real Madrid’s left and middle lanes, they couldn’t let Ramos charge all the way to the penalty area.

Capello shouted from the sideline.

Ramos pretended not to hear and continued to charge forward with the ball.

Lowering his center of gravity, Josico suddenly stretched out his foot and poked, tripping Ramos slightly. Ramos staggered but still didn’t lose the ball.

When Jose Enrique hurried towards Ramos, Ramos finally made a diagonal pass.

Guti had someone defending him, so Ramos passed to Raul, who was further ahead.

Raul, without stopping the ball, passed it along to the left side.

Huang Kaiwen swiftly rushed up from Senna’s side to get the ball.

Senna subconsciously reached out to pull Huang Kaiwen’s jersey. Huang Kaiwen was faster than he anticipated. As Senna only felt a slip in his hand, Huang Kaiwen had already broken free.

He could only run back alongside Huang Kaiwen.

Curses erupted from the stadium.

The last thing Yellow Submarine fans wanted to see was Huang Kaiwen getting the ball on the left-wing.

Every time Huang Kaiwen got the ball, it posed a huge threat.

Josemi did not hesitate and slid towards Huang Kaiwen with a tackle, completely disregarding the fact that he already had a yellow card.

While running, Huang Kaiwen stepped forward with his right foot, used it to support, and flicked the ball backward with his left foot to Raul, continuing his own run forward.

Fuentes, watching Huang Kaiwen getting closer to the penalty area, couldn’t be careless even though Huang Kaiwen hadn’t received the ball yet.

Fuentes sidestepped backward, ready to use both hands and feet.

Players from South America usually have some tricks up their sleeves.

Raul received the ball with the inside of his left foot, directly switching to his right foot to make a quicker pass without needing to adjust—though the power of the pass was slightly less as it was made with his weaker foot.

Huang Kaiwen had already anticipated this.

He calculated the ball’s speed.

Huang Kaiwen suddenly decreased his speed and turned around, backing into Fuentes. He stretched out his right foot, lowered the toes, and lifted slightly as the ball rolled across the foot, changing the ball’s trajectory to enter the penalty area from the left.

Following that, Huang Kaiwen completed his turn, bypassing Fuentes from the side and receiving the ball again.

Fuentes turned and immediately slid in, but Huang Kaiwen pulled the ball to the left to avoid him.

After one more step, Huang Kaiwen poked a shot at the far corner. Sebastian Vieira, positioned on the left, quickly went to the ground and extended his arm but could only watch as the ball passed in front of him into the right side of the net.

The Villarreal fans didn’t even have the energy to curse anymore.

They watched Huang Kaiwen’s sunny smile, feeling the gap between players was even bigger than between people and dogs.

"Kevin GoalGoalGoal!!!"

"After a heel pass and a quick insertion, slowing down and separating man from ball, Kevin successfully replicated Boateng’s century turn. His moves were more graceful than Boateng’s, and his shot was more composed. As long as Kevin wishes, he can score in any way he likes."

"I’ve realized, Kevin wants to replicate the classic goals from every iconic number 10 today, from Pele to Boateng. Who will be next, I wonder? Kevin truly is an artist on the green field, while other players struggle to secure a win, Kevin has already thought about how to please the fans and himself."

"The British philosopher Schiller once said: ’No genius can develop in solitude.’ That’s only because he hasn’t seen Kevin. On the field, whether it was previously Kaka, now Raul, or any other player, they can only just barely follow behind Kevin, but no one can keep pace with Kevin and advance alongside him."

"On the path to victory, Kevin has always been alone. No matter which team he is on, it’s always because of his greatness that others are overshadowed. The past two years with Milan were Kevin and his teammates from team one, now Real Madrid is Kevin and his teammates from team two!"

After scoring, Huang Kaiwen spread his arms and embraced his teammates who rushed up.

Ramos and Raul were the quickest.

Guti and Cassano on the right side could only squeeze on the outskirts.

Whenever Huang Kaiwen scored, there were always the most teammates rushing up to celebrate.

[In this comparison of Huang Kaiwen].

"Fuck, how is Huang Kaiwen so popular?!"

"I’ve figured out Europeans are all idiots, they just can’t see through Huang Kaiwen’s real face."

"Seriously, Huang Kaiwen hardly has any shortcomings, right?"

"Ah, yeah, but I’m used to it. If I type without calling Huang Kaiwen names, my input method would disagree."

"Exactly! Fuck, without adding names, I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Ah, another day of watching Huang Kaiwen show off. I watch his games just waiting for him to falter, but when will that come?"

"Fuck, I suspect he’s doping. Former stars had their lows, but look at Huang Kaiwen, almost every game he performs well. He even fucking slid into the penalty area before, I just can’t figure it out, he never had formal football training, why is he so good at playing."