Jujutsu Kaisen: Round Two

Huang Kaiwen struck the ball with eighty percent of Figo's power.

The ball rose from the turf, soared over the head of the rushing Valdes, and drilled into the goal.

3:0

San Siro fell silent for a moment before erupting into the most intense cheers of the day.

"Kaiwen!!!"

"Kaiwen!!!"

"Kaiwen!!!"

The Milan fans screamed like madmen.

They were not just looking at a goal; they were looking at the future of Milan.

Whether it was Kaka's Long-distance Dribbling or Huang Kaiwen's string of brilliant dribbles, both would be the team's ultimate weapons.

It was rare for a team to have one player who could dribble past opponents with such ease, but Milan had two. Did other teams even have a chance to survive?

Ancelotti waved his arms back and forth like Hulk, shouting something unintelligible.

Huang Kaiwen, who was celebrating in a huddle with his teammates, felt genuinely worried for Ancelotti after seeing his display.

He was always buying things from those Southeast Asian scammers; had Ancelotti taken some fake medicine?

"This goal."

"Brilliant!!!"

"Unparalleled. Huang Kaiwen's feet are like flowers in bloom. In front of Barcelona, the team with the best technique in the world, he showed off his own skills. He clearly has great speed, but hey, he chooses not to use speed to beat his man, but technique instead. From this, we can see Huang Kaiwen's immense confidence."

Coach Zhang said with a chuckle.

Puyol felt the same way.

Having watched the tapes of Huang Kaiwen's matches before, Puyol knew the opponent was fast.

But in today's match, the opponent wasn't using his speed, opting instead to dribble with rhythm. Was this a provocation? Did it mean he didn't even need to use his full explosive power to play against Barcelona?

He had even nutmegged him earlier. Damn it.

Watching Huang Kaiwen's back, Puyol clenched his fists, preparing to teach the kid a lesson later.

A few minutes later, Rijkaard replaced Ronaldinho with the 20-year-old Iniesta.

When Ronaldinho walked off the pitch, his expression was one of deep dissatisfaction.

He ignored his manager's outstretched hand and walked straight to the bench on his own.

"Rijkaard and Ronaldinho don't seem to be on the same page. Ronaldinho's performance today was indeed average, but I think Rijkaard should give him more trust. After all, Ronaldinho scored 19 goals last season."

"The youngster Iniesta, like Xavi, is a talented player from Barcelona's youth academy, La Masia. Bringing him on might actually have an effect."

"Ronaldinho really was playing a bit too selfishly today."

After just coming on, Iniesta was a little nervous, but after playing for a while, he found his rhythm.

In the 76th minute, Barcelona launched another attack.

Xavi spun in place to shake off his marker and played a direct pass to Iniesta's feet.

Huang Kaiwen hadn't expected that he, Huang, would be able to go head-to-head with both Iniesta and Ronaldinho in the same match.

After Iniesta took the ball and pulled it back, Huang Kaiwen's eyelids twitched.

Don't think for a second that just because you're a youngster, I don't know what you're trying to do.

Croqueta!

Huang Kaiwen knew Iniesta all too well.

The moment Iniesta moved the ball from his right foot to his left and stepped forward, Huang Kaiwen stuck out a foot and hooked the ball away.

Then, Huang Kaiwen quickly replicated Iniesta's move.

He dribbled with his right foot toward Iniesta.

The instant Iniesta reached out, Huang Kaiwen shifted the ball from his right foot to his left, swayed his body, and used a Croqueta to dribble past him.

Beautiful!!!

Kaka, who had been lurking nearby waiting for a pass, saw Huang Kaiwen successfully dribble past his man and immediately sprinted forward.

He had thought Huang Kaiwen was going to pass.

He hadn't expected Huang Kaiwen to return the favor in kind.

On the sidelines, Rijkaard shook his head repeatedly. Iniesta was still too green.

Look at the opponent's Croqueta; it was effortless.

Compared to Huang Kaiwen, your Croqueta wouldn't even fetch a decent price.

Milan's counterattack once again made Rijkaard's heart tighten.

When Huang Kaiwen was dribbling on the right flank.

Facing van Bronckhorst, he used the Croqueta again.

It made the Barca manager's brow twitch.

Is he addicted to the Croqueta?

But he performed it so well.

His shoulders and center of gravity were perfectly coordinated; the entire sequence was as smooth as flowing water.

He had beaten the starting left-back for both the Netherlands and Barca in a single encounter.

This time, Huang Kaiwen didn't drive into the penalty area.

Seeing Puyol moving over, he twisted his body and crossed the ball from the flank.

Whack—

The cross had a massive arc. Shevchenko tried to reach it in the middle but misjudged the position and couldn't make contact.

However, Inzaghi, who was following up at the back post, slid in near the left upright and sent the ball into the net.

Boom—

San Siro erupted once again.

Inzaghi jumped onto Huang Kaiwen, making Ancelotti's eyelids twitch.

He quickly turned back to the bench and beckoned to Seedorf.

Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, two minutes later, he was substituted off for Seedorf.

Taking the towel Ancelotti handed him, Huang Kaiwen suddenly had the urge to strangle his manager with it.

But since Ancelotti meant well, he could only sit back on the bench, feeling depressed.

Seeing an empty spot next to Rui Costa, he told Crespo to sit there while he sat next to Ambrosini.

Huang Kaiwen didn't want to discuss any philosophical questions with Rui Costa.

After he was subbed off, Milan couldn't score again.

Huang Kaiwen, with three assists and one goal, was named Man of the Match.

In the post-match press conference, Barca manager Rijkaard didn't hold back his praise for Huang Kaiwen: "We knew Milan would be tough to handle. Kaiwen and Kaka are both super talents. Milan having two such players has already decided the outcome of the match. Kaiwen's playing style is too versatile; the preparations we made for him before the match couldn't be used, and that was the biggest problem. Kaiwen dominated the match today, but when we return to the Camp Nou, we will definitely do better."

Huang Kaiwen didn't attend the press conference; he wasn't interested.

He was the man of the future owner; by extension, he was the owner of Milan. What kind of team owner shows his face all the time? Inzaghi, who had been dragged by Huang Kaiwen to take his place at the press conference, was moved to tears.

He just felt that Huang Kaiwen was a truly stand-up guy.

Not only did he provide him with an assist, but he also gave him the chance to be in the spotlight after the match.

Inzaghi also had plenty of good things to say about Huang Kaiwen during the conference.

After having dinner with Kaka and Caroline, Huang Kaiwen went home and boredly turned on the TV, only to be stunned.

Barbara had actually returned!

And it was being broadcast live on TV.

He, Huang, didn't even know the young lady was coming back today, yet the TV station knew.

Thinking about it, since it was all under Berlusconi's umbrella, it was too easy to find out about the flight path the young lady had requested. Barbara probably thought she was coming back late and didn't want to tell him.

On the screen, Barbara looked as elegant as ever, radiating an aura of authority.

But behind her followed a group of bizarre-looking characters.

One wore a mask and body paint, holding a wooden spear.

One carried a large black pot, was dressed entirely in black, and had a woven plastic bag slung over his shoulder with the Chinese characters for "Urea" clearly visible.

One held a wooden scepter in his right hand with a coconut tied to it, wearing a tattered robe made of animal skins and bird feathers, draped with bits and pieces of metal.

The last one had fingernails nearly 10 centimeters long, one hand dyed in colorful patterns like a spider, a small crocodile-skin bag on his left hip, and a dagger of unknown material tucked into his right waistband.

If you didn't know better, you'd think it was a tribal delegation.

Huang Kaiwen knew his good days were over.

Jujutsu Kaisen, Round Two, has begun!