"Goal from Henry! Another one!"
"Arsenal leads two-nil! Henry scores a brace! This is the deterrence of a king!"
You are already overjoyed, this kind of plot is what they want to see the most. Cao Baming assists, Henry scores, it's hard to find a defense in the entire football world that can truly stop them!
As the first half approached its end, Cao Baming himself continued to push forward, sometimes even playing as a forward from the attacking midfield position.
In the last few minutes, Cao Baming also had two shooting opportunities himself, both hitting the target.
Due to the numerous defenders blocking the shots from the distance, the shot accuracy didn't show very high numbers, mostly between 50 and 60.
After two consecutive shots failed to result in a goal, Cao Baming was almost mad enough to curse.
But upon careful consideration, it wasn't a big deal. After all, he knew that accumulating four opportunities would directly result in a sure-goal, which was what he was most looking forward to in the entire match.
Since the last shot was blocked out for a corner by a Tottenham defender, Arsenal also got their last corner kick opportunity of the first half.
With Henry's threat of scoring from corner kicks in the frontcourt, it had changed from the primary threat to a threat with a certain degree of danger.
The ball flew from above the pitch, and unexpectedly landed on Cao Baming's head again.
Cao Baming himself was bewildered. Fortunately, he had casually allocated two or three attribute points to heading before the match.
As the ball came flying, he found that compared to the physical confrontation with the defenders, he was not their opponent at all, easily winning the aerial duel.
Since he had come this far, why not give it a try!
Cao Baming directly headed the ball towards the goal.
However, the quality of this header was completely incomparable to his shots. Not only was the header too direct, but the power was also very soft and weak. The goalkeeper simply had to slightly raise his hands to easily catch the ball.
The fans in the stands also shook their heads helplessly.
Seeing the ball being caught by the goalkeeper, Cao Baming not only felt no regret, but suddenly became very excited.
Counting them up, that was three opportunities where the shots were on target, yet no goals!
At this moment, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half!
The commentators were still discussing Cao Baming's header just now. They began to analyze, saying that the technique of this header was indeed not very difficult, and it could only be said that Cao Baming was not versatile.
As for why the ball flew towards his head, Cao Baming was also very puzzled and looked helplessly at Vieira, who was in the corner kick area.
Vieira shrugged and gave him a look.
As expected, there was no other reason, he just kicked it poorly...
During halftime, Arteta called the players back to the locker room. His teammates expected him to scold Cao Baming for playing out of formation in the first half, but he didn't mention it at all!
He thought, even the head coach approved of his free-roaming playstyle?
He knew that currently, only Kaka dared to play like this, and he had gradually become more conservative after returning to the field.
Even at his peak, no player had ever played as boldly as him.
Seeing that the coach didn't say anything, Cao Baming felt relieved.
Although he was still very much looking forward to the start of the match, even wishing the break time could be halved, because he couldn't forget the sure-goal that his three on-target shots had earned him.
As long as he casually dribbled past the halfway line after the second half kicked off and took a speculative shot, it would be another goal!
It's just that they didn't know it!
Soon, the second half began. On the way to the field, Cao Baming quietly whispered a few words to Henry.
"Later, pass the ball directly to me!"
Henry nodded and readily agreed. In his opinion, passing the ball back to a defender was a normal thing and nothing significant.
He would never have imagined the perverse thoughts that Cao Baming had in his mind!
As the whistle blew, Henry gently passed the ball to Cao Baming.
With only a few meters from the halfway line, Cao Baming quickly dribbled forward after receiving the ball!
No one expected it, not even the Tottenham players were stunned. What was this?!
Two players quickly moved to intercept, but it was too late!
Just two seconds after receiving the ball, Cao Baming had dribbled to the halfway line and immediately shot. The ball flew rapidly towards the goal along the white line in front of him!
"My God! A shot!"
"What does this mean!?"
The goalkeeper immediately became nervous. He had just reached the goal line and was not yet in position when he was immediately put to the test. He just wanted to curse!
"Cao Baming's signature long-range shot! It was bound to happen!"
"The goal!!! Ahhhhhhh!"
"Too terrifying!"
"Absolute skill, unstoppable!"
The goalkeeper raised his hands high, looking innocent!
Is there any justice!
The commentators had barely settled into their seats in the studio before a goal was scored!
Cao Baming watched the ball go into the net, not surprised at all. He already knew this would happen and just wanted to score this goal quickly!
His teammates rushed to him from behind!
At this moment, the system's voice came from his mind.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for scoring a goal, rewarding 1000 points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking the Premier League record for the fastest opening goal in history at 4.15 seconds! Reward a comprehensive upgrade gift package!"
Cao Baming's eyes lit up!
"What? Upgrade gift package!"
"Breaking a record?!"
This was too easy!
The commentators finally realized and began to search for the previous fastest goal records, which went back 17 years! It was also a record from Arsenal, a fast break at the start, scoring in 7.9 seconds!
This was a full half of the previous record!
This was utterly absurd!
The roar of the fans grew louder!
What incredible luck to witness this match!
Henry's return debut, the fastest goal record, Cao Baming's legendary long-range shot!
Who knows what other exciting stories would unfold!
"Congratulations to Arsenal for scoring their third goal away from home! The score has widened again, three-nil!"
"There should be no suspense anymore! I didn't expect Tottenham to be the backdrop on their own home ground today!"
"Three-nil, the hope of a comeback is slim. Although there is still half a match left until the end of the game, there's nothing Arsenal's duo can do, they are simply unstoppable!"
They were indeed unstoppable!
Cao Baming smiled and slowly walked back to his position.