Chapter 491: Chapter 491

Huang Kaiwen laughed and said,

"Let’s give it our all."

Raul also laughed as he spoke.

Huang Kaiwen raised his left hand to attract his teammates’ attention and shouted to the backfield, "Don’t just watch the left; watch out for Messi on the right!"

"Everyone, be careful!"

Ramos immediately told Pepe and Torres.

Miguel Torres, with a troubled face, knew Messi but couldn’t guard against him.

Pepe, spirited for the fight, licked his lips and revealed a chilling grin.

Casillas couldn’t help but worry for Barça, as Real Madrid now was far stronger than before.

Guti and Cassano had bad tempers, but they weren’t great fighters.

The two new teammates that joined in the January window had dramatically increased Real Madrid’s combat ability, Casillas thought it might be a good time to give Puyol a heads-up.

Casillas started his approach and then suddenly made a short pass.

Messi, expecting a long kick, hesitated momentarily before rushing towards Torres, who quickly made a diagonal pass to Diarra.

Diarra took the ball forward and passed it to De Jong, who observed and then tapped it sideways to Guti.

Guti moved forward with the ball but faced with Deco’s close pressing, he passed it back.

Deco was also good at dueling.

Guti looked handsome, but his physical confrontation abilities were not strong.

De Jong, spotting an opportunity, quickly made a diagonal pass to the left.

Huang Kaiwen lifted his right foot and let the ball pass from the studs to the front, which also subtly decelerated the ball to prevent it from rolling too far ahead.

Xavi immediately charged towards Huang Kaiwen to defend.

Villa moved fast with the ball, and his footwork was very solid.

Huang Kaiwen pulled the ball with his left foot along the midline towards the middle, and after two steps, he broke away from Xavi by one position, noticed that Valdes was standing far forward, and immediately twisted his body to scoop under the ball with his right foot.

The wind howled and the bowstring sang, generals hunted at Wei City.

The grass dried and the eagle’s eye was sharp, and the snow ended making the hooves light.

The ball took off rapidly from near the midline flying towards Barcelona’s goal.

Valdes in the penalty area, realizing it was a shot and not a long pass, ran back as if chased by a dog, but by the time he reached the small box line, the ball had already flown over his head and dropped into the goal.

Valdes, having run a few steps, slid down on his knees, watching the bouncing ball behind the goal line and sighed repeatedly.

"A direct shot from over 50 meters out, as soon as the opponent shows the slightest gap, Kevin can find the opportunity to shoot."

"Valdes has already faced Kevin four times but still hasn’t learned this. If it were Buffon instead, he would definitely not dare to stand inside the penalty area when facing Kevin."

"Kahn, Buffon, and Van der Sar have all suffered a lot at the hands of Kevin. Valdes, on the other hand, never seems to learn. If Barcelona wants to improve their performance, they should start by replacing Valdes."

After scoring, Huang Kaiwen once again rushed towards the corner flag area for an aerial backflip.

He was then swamped by his rushing teammates.

Villa was renowned for his long shooting range; feeling good after dribbling, Huang Kaiwen decided to give it a try and managed to score.

He was also thrilled, using this celebration move he saved for special occasions.

"Kid, you’re freaking dead!"

"Don’t get too cocky, you deaf bastard!"

"Today, you won’t leave Camp Nou alive!"

The corner flag zone of Barça fans erupted in furious curses.

Ramos, wrapping his arm around Huang Kaiwen’s shoulder, roared at the stands.

The crowd amid this scene wailed in agony.

"Fuck, I just knew Huang Kaiwen would never miss a national derby."

"Nothing else to say, that was truly awesome!"

"I’m stunned, I thought Huang Kaiwen was going to dribble past people, who the hell expected him to just shoot directly, Valdes is really disappointing."

"Honestly, I feel like Barcelona has no chance now."

"Do you even need to say it? From the moment Huang Kaiwen showed up on the starting lineup, I knew Barça was doomed."

"Don’t be so pessimistic, if Barça loses, I’ll streak."

"Get lost, trying to mimic Huan, right? The first one to try it is a genius, and those who follow are fools. If you want to become famous, come up with something new. Dare you post a video eating shit? You’ll definitely become more famous than Huan."

Following his teammates, he returned to the midfield to wait for the restart.

Standing opposite Huang Kaiwen, Messi shyly said, "Kevin, that was a great goal."

"Luck, there’s no guarantee such a ball would go in!"

Huang Kaiwen laughed, showing his white teeth.

Barcelona still played back to the midfield on the restart.

Iniesta immediately passed it to Messi on the right.

Huang Kaiwen stepped aside, running behind De Jong.

With an enforcer present, Huang Kaiwen didn’t want to become part of Messi’s highlight reel, so he hovered on the periphery ready to defend.

De Jong lunged at Messi who, with his left foot, suddenly pulled the ball back, took small steps forward with his right foot without shifting his weight, adjusted, then streaked towards the middle with the ball.

Unwilling to be just part of the scenery, Huang Kaiwen lunged towards Messi, who courteously passed it back to Xavi.

Xavi immediately sent a direct pass towards the back of Real Madrid’s defense, Eto’o received the ball on the right, cut into the penalty area for a clear chance, then passed it across the middle, which Casillas failed to reach.

"What was that? Another chance, this time Barça’s players didn’t follow up, otherwise it would’ve been a goal."

"Ramos’ habit is bad, raising his hand to signal offside whenever the opponent passes; just like Ronaldo’s earlier pass. As a defender, even if you raise your hand, you still need to chase back, or you’ll likely give the opponent a chance."

"Real Madrid leads by two goals away, and given Barça’s spirit today, there are definitely going to be more goals in this game."

Rijkaard, standing by the field, furrowed his brows.

He had thought that even if Huang Kaiwen came back, his form wouldn’t be good, considering it was a hurried recovery from an injury.