Chapter 1930: Chapter 508: Wembley Doesn’t Believe in Tears

"Yes, Real Madrid has a crucial problem, which is that their main lineup can’t change too much, or their style of play will be greatly affected."

"That’s right, Di Maria didn’t perform as well in the second half, and after moving to the right, Zambrotta started to focus on finding opportunities to take the ball from his feet."

"Moreover, Di Maria was consuming a lot of energy, and the experienced Milan players were engaging him in physical confrontations, draining his stamina. Di Maria couldn’t do anything; physical confrontation has never been his strength."

"Guardiola also had the players start warming up, and now Milan has two substitution opportunities... Huang Kaiwen receives the ball in the front, Huang Kaiwen, Huang Kaiwen!!! He shoots!!! The ball is in!!!"

"Huang Kaiwen!!!"

"Even with Real Madrid’s defense fully organized, Huang Kaiwen single-handedly challenged the entire defensive line. Not only did he not rush to shoot, but he maneuvered the ball through the gap between Carvalho and Albiol, getting close to the goal before finally striking. I couldn’t even count how many players Huang Kaiwen bypassed with his continuous feints."

"Although Messi is also great at dribbling in tight areas, it’s rare to see him repeatedly get past the defensive line; he might have taken the shot already."

"That’s why Huang Kaiwen has a big heart. Given his shooting skills, he had at least two chances to shoot early, but he kept dribbling through before finally shooting from inside the penalty area. In terms of mental strength, Huang Kaiwen is undoubtedly number one in the world."

Silence.

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button in Wembley.

The previously clamorous Wembley suddenly quieted down.

Even the sound of Huang Kaiwen sprinting towards the corner flag, with his studs hitting the dirt, could be easily picked up by the microphones.

In over 226 countries and regions, commentators and fans watched as Huang Kaiwen dashed to the corner flag and performed a mid-air flip.

He was the focus of billions of eyes.

He was also the focus of more than 100,000 pairs of eyes in Wembley.

Both Real Madrid and Milan players looked at Huang Kaiwen in the corner flag area with complex expressions.

The number ten on the red and black striped shirt was clearly visible.

Even though everyone was playing on the same 105 by 69.5-meter field, it seemed like they weren’t participating in the same sport.

Wearing the number ten jersey like his idol, Benzema felt the number on his back gently heating up. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He always thought that by wearing the number ten like Huang Kaiwen, he could get closer to him.

But today, he realized he had never even stood on the same track as Huang Kaiwen.

That man elevated the number ten jersey to an unprecedented level.

Seeing his teammates standing still in the penalty area, Benzema juggled the ball with his right foot, pretending he was Huang Kaiwen moving in tight spaces, but after two steps, he found himself rooted to the spot.

Just recalling the situation with so many players crowding in the penalty area, he couldn’t keep his composure.

Let alone in the match itself.

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin!!!"

Crudeli was the first to break the silence of the world.

"This is an indescribably brilliant goal. In this attack, Milan’s players became obstacles in Kevin’s path. But as I’ve said, whether it’s defending with two or twenty-two men makes no difference to Kevin. He proved my point with his feet."

"Real Madrid’s defenders were like swarming flies in front of Kevin, scattering chaotically in the room. They had no way to predict his dribbling direction."

"This night belongs to Kevin, this UEFA Champions League final belongs to Kevin. But thinking carefully, every UEFA Champions League final belongs to Kevin. He has dominated for seven years in a row, winning the Champions League with the most outstanding performances. What kind of king is such a player?"

"Soccer king?"

"The title ’soccer king’ is meant for the best among usual geniuses, but Kevin is no ordinary genius. Whether you ask Cruyff or Beckenbauer, they wouldn’t admit to being in the same league as Kevin."

"No athlete has ever had the kind of dominance Kevin has in a sport. But what’s scarier is that Kevin can perform impressively in other sports without any training."

"I’ve read in the Mayan prophecy that there have been four human civilizations born on Earth, each in a different era of the sun. The first civilization had superpowers, the second had a keen interest in food, the third discovered that plants could take root and germinate and used them to create machines, and the fourth possessed the power of light with deep reverence for the sea."

"Which civilization are we from? Which civilization does Kevin come from?"

"This is the first time I’ve shown interest in philosophical questions. Every time I see Kevin perform, I feel unworthy to be the same species as him!"

Crudeli said excitedly.

Huang Kaiwen’s dribbling this time truly thrilled him.

Guardiola finally decided to make a substitution, with Ambrosini beckoning from the field.

Huang Kaiwen smiled and walked off the field.

"Saint Kevin!"

"Saint Kevin!"

"Saint Kevin!"

The whole stadium stood up.

Even the Meringues, who may not have considered Huang Kaiwen’s past contributions, were willing to stand and applaud his performance today.

Honestly, they all knew.

It wasn’t that Real Madrid’s defense was bad; it was that Huang Kaiwen’s performance was exceptional.

The scoreboard displayed the brutal score, embarrassing them.

But thinking about other teams, it didn’t feel as bad.

"Are you alright, Kevin?"

Guardiola smiled as he handed over a towel and water bottle and asked.

"I’m alright, I could actually play the last few minutes."

Huang Kaiwen said.

"No matter, just to be safe."

Guardiola raised one finger and said, "Safety first, safety first."

Huang Kaiwen smiled, nodded, and walked to the substitutes’ bench.

Already into injury time, no unexpected twists were likely in the match.

Although Real Madrid’s attacking was nearly frantic at the end, Milan, as an Italian team, didn’t give them any chances.

With Ronaldo’s long-distance shot hitting Ambrosini, the referee Koshoi blew the whistle to end the match.

Toni Kroos, leaning on crutches, and the pre-changed Ibrahimovic and Ramos rushed onto the field.

Huang Kaiwen was ready to stand when Ronaldo suddenly blocked his path.

Seeing Ronaldo’s tear-filled eyes, Huang Kaiwen asked, "Jersey swap?"

"No!"

"Then?"

"I wanted to tell you, next time, I won’t lose!" Ronaldo said firmly.

"It’s not the first time he’s said that."

Inzaghi mumbled, looking at Ronaldo’s back.

"But he always strives to do so."

Huang Kaiwen said with emotion, thinking about how Ronaldo, this guy, never admits defeat!