They know that Huang Kaiwen is definitely about to start, but they don’t know exactly when.

Pa—

Huang Kaiwen suddenly tapped with his right foot and started to break through to the baseline.

Alves couldn’t keep up at all; the speed he usually relies on was insignificant in front of Huang Kaiwen.

Fortunately, Mascherano started early; when Huang Kaiwen crossed from the baseline, he jumped and blocked the ball out of bounds.

Another corner kick!

This time, Huang Kaiwen directly walked towards the corner flag area by himself.

The biggest jeers of the day erupted at Camp Nou.

Scenes of past eliminations surfaced in the minds of Barca fans, as if everything was about to replay before their eyes.

Valdes screamed neurotically.

Puyol scurried around like a headless chicken.

Enrico shouted inexplicable words from the sidelines.

Everything stemmed from Huang Kaiwen standing at the corner flag area.

Hundreds of millions of fans around the world held their breath, even the fourth official at the sidelines forgot to raise the extra time board.

Even in a stadium of over 90,000 people, the red and black number ten remained the focus of the world.

Guardiola squinted towards the corner flag area.

He suddenly remembered that time when a holy light broke through the gloom of the sky.

Then it all made sense.

This is the weight of a soul.

Pang—

Huang Kaiwen twisted his body and gave the ball a spin from underneath.

The ball was very close to the baseline and carried a distinct curve.

The players from both teams at the near post jumped but couldn’t touch the ball, Valdes flung himself and stretched out his arms with a sinking heart.

Duang——

Huang Kaiwen’s corner kick which directly aimed for the goal hit the crossbar.

Unfortunately, it didn’t bounce into the goal like Messi’s shot.

Puyol rushed up and kicked the ball out of bounds after it crossed midfield.

"Just a little bit off, Huang Kaiwen’s direct shot from the corner was on target."

"Yes, Barca has used their last substitution, Thiago replaces Iniesta, young Thiago was born in 1991, he’s only 19 today, his father Mazzini briefly played for Bayern and Inter Milan, spending most of his career in Japan. However, both brothers emerged from Barca’s youth academy, and Thiago’s brother is a winger."

"Haha, Iniesta was too slow coming off, Ramos and Rakitic just went up there to carry him to the sidelines, the Barca players are not happy... they are indeed wasting time."

"Referee Brikkiri warned Ramos and Rakitic and gave a yellow card to the time-wasting Iniesta."

After restarting, Milan reorganized the attack.

Almost all Barca players fell back to defend.

Huang Kaiwen ran from the left to the right, and Busquets followed him to the right.

Kaka, after receiving the ball on the left, faced several defenders and was at a loss.

He had run quite a bit today, and attacking such a concentrated defense was beyond him.

Kaka could only pass the ball back.

Zambrotta took two steps with the ball, then passed it to Rakitic.

Rakitic, without even thinking, passed it sideways to Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen took the ball and started directly.

He dribbled the ball in short strides towards Busquets, and just as they were about to face off, Huang Kaiwen did a quick flick, another roulette move.

This time Busquets went to ground only after Huang Kaiwen made his move, and his kick struck the back of Huang Kaiwen’s heel.

"You motherfucker..."

Busquets was about to get up and plead innocence, when he suddenly felt a pressure on his chest, and his whole body was sent flying.

"A fight broke out, the AC Milan players are really running fast now!"

"Ramos is a bit irrational, this kick might lead to a long-term suspension, Buffon needs to be careful too, Huang Kaiwen is still calm, quickly getting up to hold back his teammates."

"Guardiola is going to have a headache from this, Ibrahimovic hitting Valdes is also likely to result in a red card, which will leave him with fewer options even if they reach the finals."

"Red cards, Ibrahimovic, Ramos, and Busquets all received red cards, the referee made the decision without hesitation."

Huang Kaiwen held Rakitic’s collar with one hand, and pushed the excited Buffon with the other.

"What are you looking at, help!"

Huang Kaiwen shouted. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Zambrotta quickly came over to help push Buffon away.

Buffon extended his longer-than-average arms and pointed towards the Barca’s half, shouting every insult he could think of.

Guardiola patted Ibrahimovic and Ramos saying, "You two head back to the dressing room first, the match is about to end."

"Not a draw?"

Ibrahimovic instinctively asked, then shook his head, saying, "I’m so dumb, this is Kaiwen’s free kick."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he quickly followed Ramos out to wait for the outcome from the tunnel.

The chaotic scene finally ceased, and Huang Kaiwen stood at the site of the foul.

"Move to the right for me..."

Valdes waved his arms, directing his teammates’ positions.

He was more nervous than ever.

Valdes didn’t even consider whether Huang Kaiwen might take a powerful free kick.

He was only worried about conceding a goal.

The Barca players shared similar sentiments; they were in disarray just forming the wall.

Huang Kaiwen simply placed the ball beneath him and waited for the referee’s whistle.

"Hurry up."

Brikkiri went up to urge them.

Injury time was about to end.

The Barca players finally got into position.

Huang Kaiwen looked up, knowing this was the last attack before overtime.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Beep—

Upon hearing the whistle, Huang Kaiwen stepped forward with his left foot, followed immediately by his right.

Pang—

Huang Kaiwen swung his arms slightly and connected with the ball slightly off-center to the right with his left foot.

The ball quickly soared past the left of the human wall, curving around Rakitic’s head.

To the right!

Valdes made his judgment.

The curvature of this ball was unbelievably exaggerated.

But after diving, Valdes sensed something was wrong; it seemed to be heading back to the center.

In that moment, many thoughts crossed his mind.

He even mocked himself for getting scared; how could the ball possibly curve again?

But in the next second, much to his surprise, the ball indeed changed direction once more, diving straight into the center of the goal!!!