Chapter 1 The Chosen One Returns to His Peak!

2022, a parallel world.

"After twenty years, the Tang Kingdom has once again reached the World Cup. The super rookie Cao Baming has made an indispensable contribution and is about to go to Paris Saint-Germain for a trial."

"Director Mbappé stated that Paris Saint-Germain's defense does not need a scrawny Tang person."

For a time, these two news headlines bombarded the entire Tang Kingdom football scene. The nation celebrated wildly at reaching the World Cup again. Supernova Cao Baming became a hot commodity domestically. However, Director Mbappé's words enraged the nation.

People furiously cursed, "Messi is the boss of Paris Saint-Germain, Neymar is the second, what is Mbappé?!"

But at the same time, a new bombshell from the Samba team exploded across the entire world of football.

"Shocking! The Chosen One has succeeded in summoning a deity. Kaká returns to his peak, making the Samba team a strong contender for the Qatar World Cup!"

Instantly, the world went wild!

A year ago, divine temples descended upon Blue Star. Retired football players could enter the temples to summon deities. If successful, there was a chance to return to their peak. This caused a global sensation, with many superstars heading to the temples. Yet, a year passed without a single successful summoning.

Unexpectedly!

Kaká had succeeded!

Truly the Chosen One!

The world was in an uproar. Some even fantasized about reconstructing an all-star Samba team: Ronaldo, Rivaldo, Ronaldinho, Kaká—it would be legendary!

But at this moment, Cao Baming looked at the news on his phone, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Damn it, with Kaká back, the Tang Kingdom's path to the World Cup just got harder."

Because, just like in 2002, the Tang Kingdom and the Samba team were drawn into the same group. That year, the Tang Kingdom was swept 0-4 by the Samba team, and Carlos's thunderous shot left an indelible mark on the nation's hearts.

"Oh, are Tang people this thick-skinned? Didn't the boss tell you to get lost?"

Just then, a mocking voice came from behind Cao Baming. Turning around, he saw Icardi leading a group of cronies. Cao Baming also saw Mbappé standing not far away, his face filled with a cold sneer and disdain.

Director Mbappé!

The man who even wanted to drive Messi and Neymar out of the team. In his eyes, Cao Baming was nothing but a joke.

Cao Baming clenched his fist, his gaze coldly fixed on Director Mbappé.

"The boss said Paris Saint-Germain's defense doesn't need scrawny players. Got it?" Icardi, clearly sent by Mbappé to cause trouble, said to Cao Baming with disdain.

"Lackey!"

Cao Baming sneered and prepared to leave directly.

Ever since he arrived at Paris Saint-Germain for his trial, Mbappé had been making things difficult for him. A team run by one player was not something he wanted to endure any longer. If it weren't for his flight being in the evening and his desire to train a bit more while no one was around, he would have already left.

"Fuck! What did you just say?!"

Icardi was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting the kid in front of him to dare curse him so openly. After a pause, he recovered, his eyes bulging, staring intently at Cao Baming, and roared, "You trash Tang person dare to curse me?"

Cao Baming's steps to leave immediately halted.

He turned around, his gaze ice-cold as he looked at Icardi.

"What did you just say?"

"I said, you're trash!" Icardi looked at Cao Baming with disdain, sneering contemptuously, "Tang people are all trash in football, a bunch of..."

"I'll fuck your mother!"

Before Icardi could finish speaking, Cao Baming charged forward, knocked him down with a punch, pinned him to the ground, and started raining blows on his face.

Thud, thud, thud!

One punch.

Two punches!

Three punches!

He completely dazed Icardi!

His face swelled into a pig's head!

Damn it!

You can insult me, but insult the Tang Kingdom? You're asking for a beating!

Standing up, he glanced indifferently at the bloodied Icardi and slowly said, "Idiot, don't you know Tang people know martial arts?"

Icardi looked up at Cao Baming, who flexed his biceps.

Icardi's face turned green. The words he was about to say immediately got stuck in his throat; he nearly wet himself out of fear.

Ding dong!

"Detected negative emotions from Icardi exceeding 100. Football King System activated!"

"Congratulations to the host for receiving the beginner's gift package!"

Football King System?

Beginner's gift package!

Holy crap!

It's finally here!

Cao Baming was on the verge of tears!

He had been waiting for this for so long!

Strictly speaking, Cao Baming was not from this world. He was originally an amateur player from China. Because the neighbor, Old Wang, snuck into his house and ate his abalone while he was out, he caught him in the act. In a fit of rage, he grabbed a cleaver and went to his death with Old Wang.

If you want life to go smoothly, you must wear a green hat.

Perhaps heaven took pity on him, and he transmigrated to become this parallel world's Cao Baming.

To be honest, carrying such great glory was immense pressure!

Cao Baming hurriedly opened the Football King System and immediately saw his attributes.

Attack 65, Dribbling 66, Passing 65, Shooting 60, Heading 68.

Foot Strength 70, Speed 80, Defense 70, Stealing 70.

Overall Evaluation 66, Age 17.

Holy crap!

After seeing his attributes, Cao Baming was immediately disheartened.

This level was top-notch for an amateur player, but at Paris Saint-Germain, he probably couldn't even make the reserves!

It's over!

We're toast!

This time, it's truly over.

He thought it would be bad, but he never expected to be this bad!

No, I can still fix this!

Cao Baming urgently shouted in his heart: "Open the beginner's gift package."

"Ding dong!"

"Beginner's gift package opened. Congratulations to the host for obtaining a max-level attribute card, which can raise any single attribute to max level!"

Cao Baming was instantly excited!

He was a defender, so of course, he'd choose stealing!

Max stealing, no matter if it's peak Messi or Ronaldo, if you want to get past me, you can go through, but leave the ball behind. As for the technically poor Mbappé who relies solely on speed, he's no match!

Cao Baming was already thinking of his motto.

"I want your ball, do you dare refuse?"

Thinking this, Cao Baming urgently shouted to the system: "Use the max-level attribute card to raise stealing to max level."

Then, he excitedly looked at the attribute panel.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for raising shooting to max level!"

"A new round of negative emotion collection has begun. Task: 1000!"

"???"

Cao Baming was dumbfounded!

Holy crap!

What do I, a defender, need shooting for?

System, are you deaf!

Cao Baming was going crazy, his mood at its lowest. Just then, he heard Icardi's voice.

"Waste... Cao, fighting is nothing. If you have the guts, compete with me in a shooting contest."

A striker challenging a defender in shooting!

This was clearly bullying.

"Shooting contest?"

Cao Baming's mood was extremely terrible now. His gaze was sinister as he looked coldly at Icardi, "You think you're worthy?"

"What?!"

Icardi was utterly astonished and enraged, "What did you say?!"