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453: 0207 Forever Number Ten (Please Subscribe)_2 453: 0207 Forever Number Ten (Please Subscribe)_2 Fuentes imdiately rushed toward Huang Kaiwen.

Noticing that Raul was unmarked, Huang Kaiwen instantly made a direct pass.

After passing the ball, Huang Kaiwen ran toward the right flank, and Cassano quickly made room for him.

As Raul received the ball, he turned and imdiately passed it back to the right flank upon spotting Huang Kaiwen’s position.

Josico lowered his center of gravity and stood in front of Huang Kaiwen, seeing Huang carry the ball diagonally toward the center of the penalty area, Josico promptly turned and started running back.

The Yellow Submarine’s defense also retreated back to the goal along with Raul.

Inside the penalty box, Huang Kaiwen suddenly flicked the ball with his left foot.

After moving two steps to the right, he curled the ball underneath with his right foot.

Bang—

Josico fell to the ground trying to block the shot.

As the ball took off, Josico knew he had made a mistake.

It wasn’t a low drive, it was a chip shot!

The ball flew over Josico, leaving Fuentes and Nishioka in front of the goal unable to jump in ti.

They could only watch as the ball flew into the top-right corner of the net.

“Huang Kaiwen!!!”

“Four goals!!!”

“It’s just the start of the second half, and Huang Kaiwen has scored another goal.”

“Now, the match is virtually over.

With four shots and one assist, Huang Kaiwen is simply unstoppable.”

“A sudden start, a quick flick near the penalty area line, Huang Kaiwen’s feet are really feeling great today.”

“Hey, look at Huang Kaiwen’s positioning, from the left flank to the right, from the right to the center.

It’s generally hard for teams to defend that.

They can’t just leave their position and follow Huang Kaiwen around.”

“Yeah, Huang Kaiwen has such tactical freedom, it’s a severe test for the defenders.

Even if they do keep up with Huang Kaiwen, not only do they need to guard him, but they also must be careful not to disrupt their teammates.”

The stadium, nad the most romantic, was now a scene of murder.

So fans of the Yellow Submarine had already started to leave the stands.

Their players might be able to score, but overturning the ga was out of the question.

Capello turned to his assistant Baldini and asked, “How about we substitute Kevin now?”

“That doesn’t sound good.

Kevin is really excited with Pele in attendance today, and he probably wouldn’t be happy to be subbed out.”

Baldini replied.

“Then let’s wait longer.

We’ll let Kevin play up to 85 minutes, no, 75 minutes.”

Capello nodded in agreent.

With the situation well in hand, there was no need to risk keeping Huang Kaiwen on the field.

It’s also unclear what has happened with La Liga.

Compared to ten years ago, the players in La Liga these days seem so eager to commit fouls.

At the post-match press conference, he planned to strongly criticize Villarreal and remind the Royal Spanish Football Federation to protect these outstanding players.

Huang Kaiwen walked back to the center circle with his teammates.

Thomas said to Huang Kaiwen, “Beautiful goal, Kevin.”

“Long ti no see, buddy.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

When he had just signed with Milan, Thomas was still playing for Milan.

They played together for a year before Thomas was sold by Gagliani to Stuttgart.

A free transfer used for 3 years, plus earning 7.5 million euros.

Gattu really had a knack for this.

Huang Kaiwen thought if he ever bought a satellite club, he would bring Gattu back from Africa.

He could then set up a Red Bull model – train talents in a minor league, then nurture Milan.

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

Thomas said with a bitter smile.

During his ti at Milan, he realized how strong Huang Kaiwen was.

He had won the UEFA Champions League twice with Milan, the second ti was the most morable.

The performance of Huang Kaiwen in front of the goal was sothing other attacking players couldn’t replicate in their lifetis.

If possible, Thomas really didn’t want to be Huang Kaiwen’s opponent.

“Keep performing well.”

Huang Kaiwen encouraged with a smile.

Thomas gave a bitter smile.

Today, he was directly positioned against Huang Kaiwen.

During halfti, the coach told him to keep a close eye on Huang Kaiwen.

Could he really keep up with soone who could dribble past the entire team during training?

The ga restarted, and even if his team had the ball, Thomas still stayed close to Huang Kaiwen.

As a forr teammate, he knew Huang Kaiwen too well.

To defend Huang Kaiwen, you can’t afford even half a second of laxity.

Even if you manage to stay fully focused, whether you can stop him still depends on whether your teammates coordinate well in defense.

Pellegrini agreed with Thomas’s choice.

Even if you join the attack, you can’t score faster than Real Madrid, it’s better to restrict their offense.

With the right flank less involved, the quality of Yellow Submarine’s attack significantly decreased.

The young player Makitos was just a novice, not a genius.

He didn’t shine in the attacks and was so heavily guarded by Ramos that he dared not even touch the ball, Fran was nearly exhausted on his own in the front line

In the 67th minute, Pellegrini made a substitution.

“Guillermo Franco replaces Fernandez.”

“Franco, also from South Arica, is one of the few high-level players in the xico National Team.

This player is a late bloor.

After joining Villarreal, he’s perford very well.

His style is sowhat similar to Kaka, with strong impact.

His physique is more robust than Kaka’s, but due to injuries, he only made 12 appearances last season and has also been troubled by injuries this season.”

As soon as Franco entered the field, he received a pass from Senna and imdiately drove the ball past the midfield line.

This style of high-speed dribbling was very entertaining to watch.

Even though Franco was not as handso as Kaka, he was still quite popular among the Yellow Submarine fans.

Even before scoring, as he dribbled past Guti, the remaining fans in the romantic stadium still shouted out Franco’s na.

“Guillermo!”

“Guillermo!”

“Guillermo!”