Chapter 1082: Chapter 346: Ibrahimovic: Let Real Madrid Test My Mettle

Faria walked behind Huang Kaiwen at the back.

Faria gratefully said: “Thank you, Kevin. I really didn’t expect being the head coach would be this difficult.”

“It’s nothing, Coach.”

Huang Kaiwen replied with a smile: “This is what I should do.”

Faria rubbed his hands with a forced smile.

What is an ace? This is an ace!

What level are those first-team players?

What level is Kevin?

Kevin, who is so much better than them, is still very courteous.

No wonder Kevin’s reputation is so good.

Benzema happened to walk out with his teammates, and when he saw Huang Kaiwen walking in front, his eyes widened.

“Karim, aren’t you going to say hello to your idol?”

Edson Campos said.

As a Brazilian player, who wouldn’t know Huang Kaiwen.

Every time the few famous seniors in Brazil evaluate new talents, the final remark is to tell them to watch Kevin’s matches more to learn.

“Forget it, I’ll exchange jerseys with Kevin after I score.”

Benzema said.

He returned to the field with his teammates.

Benzema looked at Huntelaar with disdain.

As a Dutch player, he only poaches goals like Van Nistelrooy in the penalty area.

How does he deserve to play with Kevin?

Benzema decided to go all out and show Huntelaar what a real forward is.

Lyon restarted the game, and Benzema passed the ball sideways to Abdul Kaita.

Kaita immediately passed it back to Benzema.

Huntelaar habitually rushed towards Benzema, who shifted the ball with his right foot, quickly moving his feet over the ball, with his leg movements driving his whole body, even his shoulders were swaying.

Elastico dribble!

Benzema used the elastico dribble in midfield, ready to get past a forward.

Neither team expected to see such a scene, but that didn’t stop the Gerland Stadium from cheering for their genius forward.

Even top defenders might lose their balance against the elastico dribble, let alone a forward like Huntelaar.

He was awkwardly shaken by Benzema, who then sped away with the ball.

“Benzema, haha, that dribble was truly beautiful. Now that Ronaldo has long-term injuries, in the world of football, the only ones who can pull off the elastico dribble well are Benzema and Huang Kaiwen.”

“Yes, we all know Benzema is a fan of Huang Kaiwen. I wonder how this talented forward feels playing alongside his idol.”

“Oh, he did it again, Benzema faked with a bicycle kick and another outside foot nudge, Mikel didn’t expect it, but why hasn’t Benzema passed yet… Ah, it’s been intercepted.”

Ramos intercepted and swiftly kicked it towards the front field.

Huang Kaiwen ran to the center circle waiting for the ball, while Markoon and Toulalan rushed towards him.

Markoon was strong and sturdy, with exceptional physical qualities.

Toulalan was balanced in offense and defense, always prioritizing defense in Lyon and the French team, covering for his teammates.

Markoon was the first to reach Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen intentionally ran back, and Markoon followed him, not even bothering with the ball.

Deco, who had retreated, stopped the ball and directly passed it back, as Huang Kaiwen spun and flicked the ball over Markoon’s head, cushioning it with his thigh, and accelerated past Toulalan.

Toulalan reached out at the first opportunity, but applied too much force and caught nothing, instead losing his balance and falling face-first.

Alan Boomson directly charged at Huang Kaiwen for the first time challenging.

This defender, also physically robust, charged straight at Huang Kaiwen, making Chelsea fans anxious.

If Kevin gets hit, wouldn’t he be forced off the field?

While running, Huang Kaiwen quickly stepped in front of the ball with his left foot, pinching it with both feet and flipping it over from behind.

Rainbow flick!

The ball fell behind Boomson from above his head.

The swiftly running Boomson couldn’t stop himself, trying to grab onto Huang Kaiwen to stabilize his footing.

Huang Kaiwen smoothly spun around, elegantly evading his grip and regaining possession.

A chorus of exclamations swept through Gerland Stadium.

Benzema, who had run back to his half, was transfixed, afraid to blink and miss Huang Kaiwen’s movement.

Clap—

Huang Kaiwen distributed the ball to the wing.

He sprinted towards the left flank as Deco on the right delivered a lobbed pass.

Huntelaar jumped at the arc of the box, out-leaping Lyon’s defender Chris to head the ball into the penalty area.

Suddenly, Huang Kaiwen charged to the left side of the large penalty area, powering his left leg, stretching out his right for a volley, striking the ball fiercely.

Bang—

Lloris dived and got a hand to the ball but couldn’t stop it from flying into the net.

Benzema, who had tracked back to the penalty box, stood clapping.

Huntelaar’s pass wasn’t spot on, but Huang Kaiwen still executed a beautiful shot.

No adjustment at all!

It made him clap involuntarily.

Chelsea fans were clapping.

Finally, Gerland Stadium joined in the applause.

The French crowd followed suit, chanting the name: “Saint Kevin!!!”