Because they knew nothing about Cao Baming, they didn't even know when he became a football star.
"I think it's accurate to say that Tang Country has only this one star, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd burst into laughter.
Indeed, Tang Country's football could be described as world-famous.
Before Cao Baming, Tang Country had never even made it to the quarterfinals, let alone produced any football stars.
Whenever Tang Country's football was mentioned, everyone's heart filled with disdain.
And instinctively, Cao Baming became a symbol of weakness in the audience's minds.
So what if they could sign Anasen? It was just a slightly stronger weakling.
At this moment, Kyle suddenly pulled Cao Baming aside: "Kid, I didn't bring you here to play, but to let you see the scene."
Cao Baming naturally knew that he had just joined Anasen, so he couldn't play immediately.
Being given a substitute position already showed that Anasen valued him.
"Don't worry, old man, I know," Cao Baming waved his hand.
Seeing the carefree expression on Cao Baming's face and being called "old man," Kyle knew that Cao Baming hadn't taken his words to heart at all.
He immediately felt relieved.
"Alright then, go back to the substitute bench and observe the tactics and confrontations of a world-class team."
"I believe this will be of great benefit to you."
Cao Baming quickly returned to his position after hearing this.
Soon, the match began.
Falcao, from the opposing Brazilian team, stood arrogantly at the forefront of the formation.
Then came the wingers and defenders.
Perhaps their positions were different, but the expressions on the faces of the Brazilian players were all the same.
That is, a look of mockery.
Indeed, the Anasen team currently had no real strength.
In fact, they had lost fourteen matches before this one.
Such a record would easily invite underestimation.
After the coin toss, Anasen surprisingly got the first possession.
But even with the first possession, Cao Baming subtly noticed that there was no trace of relief on Kyle's face.
On the contrary, his brow was furrowed.
As the referee blew the whistle,
Anasen's forward kicked the ball.
He sent the football speeding forward.
Behind him, the wingers and defenders adjusted their steps according to the ball's position.
However, Cao Baming felt a sense of helplessness at this moment.
Because Cao Baming saw a red line suddenly appear at the feet of an opposing player.
That player was Falcao.
The moment he saw the line, Cao Baming's heart skipped a beat.
The appearance of this line probably meant that Falcao was about to steal the ball!
As expected, Anasen's forward was dispossessed by Falcao almost instantly.
Falcao simply turned and used a trip to bring the ball under his control.
Anasen's forward, after the ball was kicked by Falcao for that fleeting moment, immediately lost control of it.
What puzzled Cao Baming was this.
After Falcao gained possession, he didn't choose the most effective route. Instead, he seemed to be targeting someone.
This made Cao Baming suddenly curious.
Suddenly, Cao Baming saw the mockery on Falcao's face.
He instantly understood that the opponent probably didn't intend to win the match by directly defeating Anasen.
Instead, they planned to use the rules to make Anasen lose in a frustrating manner.
In fact, Cao Baming's mind already had a terrifying thought.
That was, the opponent might be using the rules to kick the ball towards an Anasen player.
Then their Anasen player would be sent off!
As expected, when the Brazilian winger made a screen,
A hint of mockery appeared on Falcao's face.
Cao Baming's heart sank, knowing that the opponent was about to make their move!
As expected, the ball at Falcao's feet shot out like a meteor, directly towards Anasen's defender.
Anasen's defender only felt a blue light suddenly appear and grow larger in his vision.
Almost instinctively, Anasen's defender raised his hand to block the ball.
By the time he realized he had been tricked and understood the opponent's plan, it was already too late.
As expected, the moment he caught the ball with his hand, the referee immediately produced a red card.
And sent off Anasen's defender.
After Anasen's player was sent off, the players from the Brazilian team showed even more mockery.
If their expressions could speak, they would surely be saying:
"Your Anasen doesn't even understand the basic rules, and you dare to play football? How shameless!"
Kyle, the old man, angrily hammered the railing.
He hadn't expected that the opponent would be so vicious.
They had only come to compete, and the opponent had resorted to such a despicable tactic.
Suddenly, Kyle looked at Cao Baming.
When Cao Baming's gaze met Kyle's sharp eyes,
Cao Baming's body shivered.
What was going on? Why was Kyle looking at him?
Could it be that he wanted him to play?
"No, old man, I'm a rookie. I'm not even familiar with the field yet."
To his surprise, Kyle didn't believe Cao Baming's excuses at all and strode forward, grabbing Cao Baming's arm.
"Cao Baming, in this situation, only you can save this match!"
Cao Baming felt his head was about to explode.
Kyle's thinking was simple: his Anasen team was completely incapable of defeating the opponent now.
His only hope was Cao Baming, the Tang Countryman!
"Cao Baming, I truly hope you can help me, help our Anasen!"
With that, Cao Baming knew that even if he didn't want to play, he had to.
"Then... alright..."
The referee was still waiting on the field for Anasen's substitute player.
However, the moment Cao Baming stepped onto the field,
The originally noisy stadium fell silent.
They had expected Anasen to send out a backup, or even their own substitute players.