Not long after, the result of the match between Manchester City and AC Milan also came out.
Manchester City seemed to have regained their lost form in this match, winning by a score of three to one, fully displaying their kingly demeanor!
What you snatched away back then, you will have to return all of it now!
However, three to zero and three to one are still different, even if they won the match, their final fate did not change, and they were still safely eliminated!
Cao Baiming saw the result of this match and almost laughed out loud, not out of schadenfreude, but simply because he felt that the entire process had a somewhat comedic color.
But upon closer thought, the Manchester City players must have been utterly disappointed. Such a match was simply ninety minutes of torment, much like Bayern Munich, who had been thoroughly defeated by their own hands.
However, the difference was that Manchester City's strength was indeed slightly superior to AC Milan's, but in the end, they were still a bit short on luck.
This feeling of regaining hope in a moment of despair, only to have it cruelly extinguished again, must be the most painful feeling.
Looking at such a score, Cao Baiming could feel the emotions of the players on the field. It was not just talk; few people could withstand such pressure.
Especially since Haaland had scored three goals by himself, he had been unstoppable, his eyes bloodshot with ferocity, only to look up and find they had still lost.
What a pitiful team, Cao Baiming felt sorry for them at this moment.
The finalists have been determined!
With Manchester City's complete elimination, the two teams that ultimately reached the final were Arsenal and AC Milan, and the match was scheduled for the midweek of the following week.
All the fans certainly did not expect such a result. The favorite clubs, who were previously considered at least semifinalists, had been successively eliminated.
Liverpool, Manchester City, Bayern Munich, Paris Saint-Germain, Real Madrid, and so on, not a single one had made it to the end at this moment. Only Arsenal remained, seemingly unshakable.
Facing AC Milan in the final, the problem should not be significant. The suspense was even less, perhaps even easier to predict than the result of Arsenal's last match against Bayern Munich.
Was AC Milan's strength truly superior to Bayern Munich's?
Looking at their three-to-one defeat against Manchester City, everyone understood. In fact, perhaps not. They might not even be a match for Manchester City, let alone Arsenal.
After all, Manchester City had never won against Arsenal in their encounters. Their last victory dated back to the second round of the Premier League two and a half years ago, when Cao Baiming, Henry, and Messi had not yet arrived.
With a winning mentality, the Arsenal players began their preparations for the final week. Even if the opponent was AC Milan, they had to approach it with a serious attitude.
After all, no matter what, this was the Champions League final, the most important and meaningful match for a football club.
Following the team's pace, Cao Baiming participated in the final league match and, as expected, achieved victory.
This victory belonged to Arsenal, and it also belonged to Cao Baiming!
Wolverhampton was completely outmatched. In front of such a powerful Arsenal, they appeared vulnerable and were easily and thoroughly defeated, without any surprises.
Cao Baiming also happily scored four goals and provided two assists in this match, with the final score being seven to one, marking a perfect end to the season.
Following the conclusion of all the Premier League matches, there would be an awards ceremony. Winning the league title once again had its significance.
However, at this moment, Cao Baiming had other thoughts.
By next season, the contract he signed with Arsenal would expire, and there would undoubtedly be more options. The club would undoubtedly proactively approach him for a renewal, but he would not agree.
Playing for the same team continuously was extremely boring. Most importantly, there were no longer significant challenges here.
As for where the most correct choice would be, perhaps only the future would tell.
Unless there was a system space similar to a time bubble for simulation, allowing him to choose a path he felt was more appealing, without worrying about the certainty of the future, as uncertainty permeated every moment.
In the final training session, Arteta optimized the tactics, everything pointed towards victory, adding many assurances to what was already not a difficult task.
On the day before the match, at Arsenal's training ground.
Having slept poorly last night, Martinelli unfortunately sustained an injury during training and was helped off the field by Henry, limping.
Arteta wore a helpless expression. He might have been an important substitute player, expecting him to explode down the opponent's right flank.
Now, it seemed that nothing could be guaranteed until the team doctor provided a specific and definitive answer.
Cao Baiming was standing in front of a goal, practicing his shooting. This was actually his favorite training method when he was bored.
There was no goalkeeper in front of the goal. Unlike common shooting drills, there was not only no goalkeeper, but also no machine or any target.
What existed was simply a goal frame without a net.
Cao Baiming stood about thirty meters away from this goal, using a football to repeatedly play a passing game with the goal frame. He would shoot and hit the frame, and the frame would then rebound the ball back.
And each time, the ball would be accurately passed back to Cao Baiming's feet.
Despite having only one football, he never lost it. His teammates, even Messi, could not achieve such a feat and could only sigh in admiration.
However, they were already accustomed to it. Cao Baiming's style of action was inherently different, and he himself was completely different.
During training, Cao Baiming gradually improved his shooting attribute, seeking to find his shooting touch so that he could better utilize it in matches.
It was a sunny afternoon, with flowers blooming and a gentle breeze, everything on the field seemed so beautiful.
Arsenal's high-level management also quietly arrived to watch. They stood silently in the distance, their figures unnoticed even by Arteta.