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477: 0213 Team doctor, team doctor (please subscribe) 477: 0213 Team doctor, team doctor (please subscribe) As Real Madrid players returned to the center circle,

Torres stared at Huang Kaiwen with intensity.

These initial breakthroughs at the beginning of the match, Huang Kaiwen’s speed had left a deep impression on him.

Torres had always been very confident in his own speed.

But today, witnessing Huang Kaiwen’s speed, Torres wasn’t so confident anymore.

Being on the sa team, Torres was very familiar with his teammates’ speed.

Compared to them, he knew he wasn’t as fast as Huang Kaiwen.

Torres even suspected that Huang Kaiwen’s dribbling speed was faster than his own sprint without the ball.

Even more terrifying was Huang Kaiwen’s explosive power.

Each ti he took off, he could easily shake off the defenders around him with sheer speed, no unnecessary movents involved.

Torres admitted he couldn’t do that.

Previously, when Huang Kaiwen invited him to play together,

Torres felt quite honored.

He declined, but being invited by Huang Kaiwen was in itself a recognition of his ability.

Today, Huang Kaiwen didn’t ask, and Torres felt a bit bitter about it.

After the match resud, Torres quickly passed back the ball and moved forward, wanting to show Huang Kaiwen a thing or two.

Maniche charged forward with the ball at his feet.

After a few confrontations with De Jong, Maniche realized that De Jong was tough to handle.

He prepared to use his montum to force his way through to the attacking half.

Maniche passed the midline with the ball.

Seeing De Jong approach again, he sped up.

De Jong showed no signs of backing down.

The experienced Maniche noticed De Jong’s movents; De Jong’s left shoulder lifted while his right shoulder pressed back, tensed his upper body muscles, and then ca at him sideways.

He was gearing up for a head-on collision.

Damn it!

Maniche quickly tapped the ball sideways to Setaridis, who was coming up.

He definitely didn’t want to compete in strength with De Jong.

Setaridis feigned a forty-five-degree cross, fooled Carlos into sticking out his foot, and then gently placed his right foot down, nudging the ball past Carlos and accelerating through the gap between Carlos and the sideline.

“Carlos is less agile than before today.

We can now be certain that his ankle injury hasn’t healed or has flared up again.”

“Capello is already getting the young players Marcelo and Miguel Torres ward up.

Capello is likely planning to substitute the fullback.”

“Setaridis passes back from the baseline to Aguero, Aguero doesn’t see an opening, he dribbles back to pass to Jurado who’s coming up.

Jurado makes a diagonal pass from the left to Torres.

Torres receives the ball with his back to the goal, beautiful, it’s a goal!

Torres flicks the ball into the box with his back to the goal and shakes off Pepe with his turn!

”

“Carlos and Pepe are both to be blad for this goal conceded.

Real Madrid is making a substitution, Marcelo for Carlos, as expected, changing the fullback.”

In the forums,

“I knew Torres would certainly score, that was damn cool, Torres looks cool too!”

“Looking cool doesn’t help, watching Huang Kaiwen’s form, I feel like Atletico Madrid is in trouble today.”

“Definitely tough, wait for Coach Zhang to say, today’s derby is thrilling, Torres has demonstrated the potential of a top striker, hehe, but Huang Kaiwen decided the match, Huang Kaiwen has once again proved he’s the best winger in the world, Atletico Madrid made quite a few targeted defenses, yet they still couldn’t stop Huang Kaiwen from scoring.”

“Fuck, you’ve learned well, it’s just that one ‘hehe’ that makes think you’re Coach Zhang’s biological son.”

“Who the fuck are you cursing?

My dad would never laugh so sleazily.”

“Don’t say it to , if I were Coach Zhang’s son, I’d probably have been sent abroad to play football by now.

Ah, my poor background held back when I was younger.”

“Blow it out your ass, I checked your posts, a player who failed the 50-ter test.

Asking folks how many Red Bulls it takes to run 10 seconds, talking like that and you’re telling us you could play professional soccer?

You might as well go into adult films, you’d be perfect as the patient in hospital series, no fucking disguise necessary.”

…

“Pay attention to that kid later.”

Pepe reminded.

As fellow Brazilians, they communicated with ease.

Marcelo nodded.

He had noticed Aguero’s nimble footwork from the sidelines.

But more interesting than Aguero, to Marcelo, was Pepe.

During regular training sessions, you wouldn’t realize that Pepe has such a hot temper.

Just now, Pepe on the field took on almost everyone, which numbed Marcelo completely.

Marcelo hadn’t noted Pepe’s fighting ability, but the audacity of taking on the entire field was terrifying.

Sitting on the bench just now, Marcelo felt scared, too.

This guy was no ordinary person!

Marcelo decided to heed whatever Pepe said.

He was a young player, following the advice of an older brother figure couldn’t be wrong!

When Real Madrid restarted play, Balera imdiately crossed the midline to stand by Huang Kaiwen.

Maniche and Petar Lucin had switched positions, making it easier for Maniche to organize the attack while Lucin moved forward to help mark Huang Kaiwen.

Guti carried the ball a few steps from the backfield, saw Huang Kaiwen was only marked by one person, and quickly passed the ball to the left side.

Huang Kaiwen lifted his right foot to let the ball pass behind his back, then flicked it with his heel, passing it through Balera’s legs.

Balera quickly turned to keep up with Huang Kaiwen, but once Huang Kaiwen accelerated, he was left a body length behind, and after a few steps, the gap widened to more than two ters.

Petar Lucin cursed inwardly at the waste of space.

Balera couldn’t even delay for one second, giving him no ti to prepare, forcing Lucin to grit his teeth and chase back.

Lucin’s legs pounded the turf with all his might; he had never run this fast before.

To his despair, the distance between him and Huang Kaiwen grew larger and larger.

Setaridis stood at the left of the penalty area, lowered his center of gravity, and prepared to defend against Huang Kaiwen’s cut inside.