CHAPTER 1152: CHAPTER 360: JUJUTSU KAISEN: STAMFORD BRIDGE ARC (PART 3)

Don’t say Camoranesi is 33 now, even if he were 23 at his physical peak, his performance in front of Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t be any better than a student from Maria Consuelo Stanislaus Standard Elementary School.

No, it would be worse.

Because Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t go all out on an elementary school student.

Olof Melberg, the captain of the Sweden National Team, wasn’t careless for a moment.

He didn’t even dare to turn his head to talk to Lero Terrai about their roles, he could only cautiously lower his center of gravity, watching Huang Kaiwen continuously tap the ball with his left foot as he approached the penalty area.

Huang Kaiwen’s toes seemed to kick at his heartstrings, making Melberg’s heart pound uncontrollably.

The blood in his body was surging and racing.

Here it comes!

Melberg quickly extended his right foot.

This certainly couldn’t be a steal.

Huang Kaiwen’s body swayed like willow leaves in the wind, his left foot tapping the ball to his right foot, then back to the left, in a flash executed a fried meatball trick.

Melberg also retracted his foot quickly, or perhaps it was intentional to show a flaw.

After Huang Kaiwen finished the fried meatball move, Melberg moved his feet trying to use his body to stop Huang Kaiwen’s progress.

But the ball seemed glued to Huang Kaiwen’s feet, after that fried meatball move, the ball was already near his left foot.

Just as Melberg started to move, Huang Kaiwen pivoted on his right foot, turning his body and flinging the ball quickly into the penalty area with his left foot.

Melberg, who just thought he was a clever and brave hunter, realized that he was actually a wounded bear in front of the hunter, clumsy and bulky, and the more frightening part was that this hunter was from Siberia.

Even without a hunting rifle, he could duel him.

Melberg, unable to control his center of gravity, heavily fell on the turf, while Huang Kaiwen slipped into the penalty area ahead of him.

Bang—

Lero Terrai, with almost no hesitation, went for a slide tackle in the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen felt he couldn’t get past and had to give up controlling the ball and jumped over his opponent’s foot.

"Out of bounds, corner kick!"

"Huang Kaiwen is performing excellently today, he’s changed his dribbling technique again."

"Yes, this constant shifting of body balance really puts a lot of pressure on defenders, as they simply can’t predict his next move."

Uneasy, Ranieri walked to the sidelines, loudly reminding the Juventus players to focus on defense.

Mourinho looked somewhat disdainfully at the front of the Juventus bench.

His gaze shifted to the Cardinal in red sitting on the Juventus bench.

A man who could say "God first, me second," don’t expect much reverence from him for God. If not for a little reason, Mourinho might have said he was God.

Who knows what that Cardinal is up to, getting mixed up with Ranieri.

Mourinho’s mouth curled into a sneer, the allies of losers are destined to be losers.

After Huang Kaiwen’s run-up, he sent the ball to the front point, Terry jumped and made a header, Chiellini also headed the ball away at the near post.

The ball landed in the small penalty area, Juventus’ goal was still not out of danger.

Players from both teams scrambled within the small box, amidst the chaos, Mata took a jab shot, which rebounded off Drogba’s leg and went out of the endline.

"Kevin, Kevin!"

Mourinho shouted from the sidelines.

"Coach, you called me?"

Huang Kaiwen jogged to the sidelines and asked.

Boas quickly handed over a water bottle and towel, Huang Kaiwen wiped his sweat and rinsed his mouth.

"Did you notice anything today?"

"Valencia?"

After spitting the water on the sidelines, Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Yes!"

Mourinho glanced at the Juventus bench and said, "This is the tactic that guy used at Valencia, back when he played against Barca, attack from one side, defend on the other. Today he probably intends to restrict our right flank because he knows he can’t stop you, but will create trouble for you when you try to break through, focusing on defense when you reach the penalty area..."

"I understand now."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said, "So the idea is to make it difficult for me to dribble, and by the time I reach the penalty box, I’ll be tired and unable to pass it to the right flank, right?"

"Yes, these Italian coaches love defensive counterattacks, today he’s clearly using another kind of park-the-bus tactic." Mourinho watched as Manninger prepared to take the goal kick, patting Huang Kaiwen’s shoulder and quickly saying, "Be more flexible on the field, how to proceed is up to you."

"Got it, coach."

After saying this, Huang Kaiwen ran back to the field.

Back when Ranieri coached Valencia, matches against Van Gaal’s Barca were hard-fought.

In eight encounters, they both won four times, and before the match, Huang Kaiwen specifically watched footage of these games.

Ranieri’s tactical acumen was quite outstanding.

However, Yellow Ball King’s ability to see through the opponent’s tactics shows that Yellow Ball King is no ordinary player.

In a few years, when Milan’s substitute forward hasn’t retired yet, Yellow Ball King might just return to Milan to stand by the coach’s bench.

During the match, he can berate him at will, and after the match, he can still win money from him.

The life seems pretty good just thinking about it.

Juventus restarted the game with a goal kick.

Tiago Mendes, after gaining possession, wasn’t in a hurry to pass and started controlling the tempo.

"Mendes is an old hand under Mourinho, having worked with him at Porto and Chelsea, but when Essien was signed, Mourinho let Mendes go. Later, he admitted that letting Mendes go was a mistake."

"Yes, this Portuguese midfielder has decent skills and strong organizational abilities. However, at Juventus, he mainly takes on defensive duties, but from the occasional pass, you can see he has excellent game reading skills."