Chapter 475: Chapter 475

Ramos brushed off Cassano’s hand and said, "The women who like you are only after your money, do you really think you’re more handsome than Beckham?"

Previously, Cassano had claimed in an interview that he was even more handsome than Beckham.

"Bastard, take a look in the mirror, I’m good-looking enough to beat you!"

"All right, all right."

Huang Kaiwen stepped between the two men and tried to mediate, "Everyone’s waiting for us to kick off, stop arguing at the center circle, Sergio, get back."

Ramos nodded and walked back, then turned to Cassano and said, "Bastard, I’ll show you who’s better tonight!"

"Bring it on, who’s afraid of you?!"

Cassano shouted on tiptoes, stretching his neck.

The Atlético Madrid players watched the scene with amusement.

In their eyes, Real Madrid should be the type of team with discord among players; that’s what the newspapers said, anyway. But after watching for a while, it seemed that the atmosphere within the Real Madrid team wasn’t that bad.

Torres passed sideways to Aguero during kickoff.

Aguero returned the ball back to Torres.

The coach’s strategy today was to focus on Real Madrid’s number ten on the right flank; Aguero might as well be shouldering the attack on the right by himself.

After passing it back, Maniche took the ball forward.

Petar Lutsin covered the right side, making sure someone was always ready to help defend against Huang Kaiwen.

As De Jong rushed in to press, Maniche nudged the ball to the right flank.

Aguero, playing wide, received the ball and sped down the sideline.

Carlos turned to chase.

Both players raced toward the edge of the penalty area, and Aguero suddenly stopped the ball, sharply cutting in front of Carlos towards the middle.

Carlos slipped, regaining his balance before chasing again.

"Carlos must not have fully recovered from his injury; his performance is too weak today."

"Yes, Carlos may be offensively strong and defensively weak, but he shouldn’t be getting passed so easily."

Pepe quickly approached Aguero.

Aguero immediately pushed the ball forward with his right foot and then tapped it sideways.

Torres received the ball near the defensive line and quickly sent it past Ramos.

Ramos felt his blood rush to his head.

In the last Madrid Derby, Torres had forcefully separated from him with the ball and outpaced him with speed, making him a feature on the post-match football show.

As Ramos chased back, when Torres reached his side, Ramos quickly slid to the ground, tackling and bringing down Torres.

"Stop playing dead, get up!"

Before Ramos could speak, Pepe bent down to look at Torres.

Seeing that Torres didn’t get up, Pepe grabbed his arm and dragged the Atlético forward into the penalty area.

Capello’s eyes widened as he watched everything that was happening in the box.

He thought his players had lost their minds.

’Damn it, it’s a foul outside the box, why drag him into the box? Do you really want to give them a penalty that badly?’

"A confrontation has erupted on the field, and Huang Kaiwen and Raul are going back to intervene."

"Raul seems to be getting scolded; the players from both sides are very agitated. Some fans might not know, but Raul was discovered at 13 and joined the Atlético Madrid youth training camp."

Raul stood in front of Pepe; he was the one who got verbally abused, but Pepe was even more agitated than him.

Raul took several hits.

The Martial Monk goes all out, terrifying indeed.

"Okay, okay, keep this up and you’re going to get a red card!"

Huang Kaiwen, who had run back to the box, quickly tried to calm his teammates.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen, Pepe lowered his fists, continuing to taunt, "Don’t think I’ll be scared off just because you’ve got more people."

How could Atlético Madrid possibly have more people?

No wonder Pepe even hit Raul; turns out he gave himself a ’lone warrior’ BUFF.

"Pepe really lost his cool there, luckily the referee only gave a yellow card."

"The tension between players in today’s Madrid Derby is running high; does the referee have a problem with control? If it goes on , the match could spiral out of control."

"Atlético Madrid’s position for this free kick isn’t bad, just a bit further than Huang Kaiwen’s earlier."

"Maniche and Aguero are standing behind the ball."

Huang Kaiwen looked at Balera beside him and didn’t go up to form the wall.

With Bale’s speed, he’s perfect for a counterattack.

Not to sound arrogant, but with Bale’s pace and his other attributes, not to mention Balera, even if it were Bale himself playing as a full-back, he wouldn’t be able to catch up to him.

After the wall was set up, the referee blew the whistle.

Maniche ran up and fiercely struck the ball with his right foot.

Ramos leaped to the side, deflecting the ball away.

Guti, standing in front of the box, dealt with pressure from Petar Lutsin by twisting and sending the ball towards the left flank.

Carlos received the ball on the left flank and with a quick pass down the line, sent the ball forward.

Huang Kaiwen accelerated, leaving Balera behind, and just after crossing the halfway line, Setaridis charged at him.

Huang Kaiwen powered the ball from his left foot and pushed it toward the top of the penalty arc.

Setaridis quickly moved towards the sideline to apply pressure.

Then, the whole stadium witnessed a breathtaking moment as Huang Kaiwen maneuvered around Setaridis from the sideline, covering a greater distance but visibly overtaking Setaridis after just one stride.

His ferocious speed brought the Vicente Calderon Stadium to its loudest booing.

"Bastard, why didn’t you break his leg?"

"Damn it, stop running!"

"Motherfucker, is that really a football player?"

The Atlético fans were scared!

The speed of Huang Kaiwen seemed capable of crushing everything!

His style of tapping the ball forward and then swiftly catching up and using speed to overpower was more shocking to them than the earlier free kick goal.

With each of his wide strides, it felt like his footfall landed directly on their hearts.