Chapter 478: Chapter 478

Huang Kaiwen adjusted his movement as he flicked the ball with the instep of his left foot, his foot then followed from the rolling ball to its right side, and with a shake of his ankle, he whipped the ball towards the baseline with the outside of his foot, then turned and chased after it.

Setaridis reacted and chased towards the baseline, but he was a step too slow and stood no chance, as Huang Kaiwen twisted his body near the baseline to deliver a cross.

The ball flew rapidly from the left baseline towards the middle of the penalty area.

Ze Castro, running towards the goal with Raul, was afraid of heading the ball into his own net, tried to dodge, but the ball was too fast. He had only turned his head when he grazed the ball.

Touched by Castro, the ball veered off towards the far corner of the goal. The Old Lady Franco, with a quick side dive, palmed the ball out of bounds with one hand.

"Good fellow, that was almost an own goal."

"Huang Kaiwen’s ball was delivered so fast, and it was so close to the goal, making it hard for players from both teams to handle, which nearly resulted in an own goal. Franco really saved the day this time!"

"Huang Kaiwen intends to create a scoring chance, letting Guti take the corner."

Huang Kaiwen walked into the penalty area.

[Bale] is good at headers. He naturally positioned himself in the penalty area looking for opportunities.

"The chance just now was good. I couldn’t break free,"

Raul said beside Huang Kaiwen.

"No worries, my fault,"

Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said.

With the enhancements from [Sprint Mastery] and [King of the Left Wing], his speed was a bit faster than [Bale]’S.

With [Bale]’s crossing ability, he could definitely deliver higher-quality crosses.

But having run too fast, having reached the baseline, Huang Kaiwen’s forced body twist for the cross didn’t allow him to adjust to the best position to hit the ball, so the cross ended up too close to the goal.

Whether in terms of power or angle, it wasn’t what he wanted.

Handling the ball at high speed really tests a person.

Juan Valera again stuck close to Huang Kaiwen.

He is only a year younger than Huang Kaiwen.

Knowing he was starting today, he had prepared extensively.

But reality dealt Valera a heavy blow as he felt he was just a training compass, every time Huang Kaiwen received the ball, his job was to let Huang Kaiwen speed past him, while he could do nothing about it.

Even so, Valera still stood by Huang Kaiwen.

Whether or not he could defend was a matter of skill, but whether to defend or not was a matter of attitude!

Valera leaned back slightly, only feeling a bit relieved when he touched Huang Kaiwen.

After a running start, Guti kicked the ball towards the top corner of the small box, Huang Kaiwen burst from Valera’s side, powered his left foot and leaped, heading the ball on its side.

The ball hit Valera’s shoulder and deflected toward the right post. Franco reacted quickly, diving to the ground, blocking the ball with a single palm.

Antonio Lopez quickly intercepted before Cassano could take the ball, leaned back, shouldered Cassano away, and swiftly turned to pass the ball.

Jurado received the ball at the edge of the large penalty box and quickly advanced into Real Madrid’s half.

"Atletico Madrid’s counter-attack, Franco’s consecutive miraculous saves created this offensive opportunity."

"Indeed, especially Huang Kaiwen’s header which deflected off Valera’s body, and Franco still managed to keep the ball out. He’s really performed remarkably today."

Jurado carried the ball past the midfield, faced with Guti’s pressure, he passed to Torres.

Torres advanced with the ball, not waiting for the approaching Ramos, he nudged the ball behind Ramos with the tip of his boot and accelerated past him.

Salgado slid to the ground, scooping the ball away as Torres, rushing forward, hastily jumped to avoid Salgado’s legs, stumbling as he landed.

De Jong received the ball and immediately turned to pass back.

Pepe stepped aside, Casillas rushed forward and drove the ball towards the front field with a long kick.

This precise long pass flew towards the front of the arc, Guti turned and looked up to receive the ball, only to be pushed down from behind by Luis Pereira.

Guti got up and pushed Pereira away.

"The referee didn’t issue a card again, that action was indeed a bit rough."

"Physical confrontations are okay, but Pereira clearly pushed and even tripped Guti, the referee really should have issued a card."

"Real Madrid’s free kick from the front field, nearly 37 meters out, quite a distance. Carlos would be better taking this if he hadn’t left the game."

"You’re talking about a fit Carlos, today’s Carlos probably wouldn’t dare exert himself. Let’s see who takes this one."

Guti, holding Huang Kaiwen’s hand as he got up, asked, "Are you still kicking it? It’s a bit far."

If Huang Kaiwen wasn’t taking it, he was ready to execute a tactical free kick into the penalty area.

"I’ll give it a try."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.

"Then you go for it."

Guti said, stepping away from the foul spot.

From such a distance, even standing on the side to provide cover wouldn’t have an effect.

Huang Kaiwen aimed the valve toward himself, then slightly charged downward towards the grass.

Cassano squeezed in again at the edge of the wall.

He just found annoying the opponent to be very amusing.

Huang Kaiwen stepped back a few steps, positioning himself behind and to the right of the ball with his legs slightly apart.

The jeering at Vicente Calderon Stadium grew louder and louder.

Apart from sending jeers, Atletico Madrid fans didn’t know what else they could do.

Huang Kaiwen remained unfazed.

After the referee’s whistle, Huang Kaiwen took a step forward with his left foot to start his run-up, and on the fourth step, Huang Kaiwen stretched his right foot to the right of the ball, lowering his whole body’s center of gravity towards the right, while his left calf powered the instep to rub under the ball and simultaneously lift it upward.

Huang Kaiwen’s movement was like a starting pistol.

The moment he shot, Atletico Madrid’s wall jumped, and Cassano instinctively ducked his head.

Standing beside Cassano, Ze Castro jumped high, but the ball had already flown over his head diagonally into the penalty area, curving slightly toward the right side of the goal.