Cao Baming knew deeply that if he wanted to do it, he could completely do it!
Now he just needed to find such a team.
La Liga and Ligue 1 would be the two main considerations from now on. Important matters still depended on observing the transfer news between other players.
At this moment, a familiar voice called out. Cao Baming looked in the direction of the sound.
"Hurry up and come over!"
It turned out to be Messi.
It was already late, and the subsequent training wouldn't last much longer.
Cao Baming pushed up on his knees and stood up. At this moment, he was thinking too far ahead. No matter what, Messi, the old guy, was still by his side, so why would he be in such a hurry to leave?
At this very moment, it was the perfect opportunity to test the effect of his new talent. As soon as he thought of this, a football flew towards him, a pass from Neilson.
He truly believed in Cao Baming and passed the ball directly without any warning. It was a half-high ball.
Cao Baming's thigh was perfectly positioned to cushion the ball. With a simple touch, he brought the ball under control and then landed it on the instep of his foot. Following that, he stepped…
This was what he was thinking at this moment, but it was more like a matter of muscle memory.
Now, Cao Baming wanted to try something new.
The ball flew at high speed, and everyone's gaze focused on Cao Baming at that exact moment. The next second, he gently lifted his knee and, instead of stopping the ball directly, increased the force slightly and flicked the ball over his head.
After juggling it twice, Cao Baming didn't let the ball drop. He alternated his feet, keeping the ball moving with him. Finally, he flicked it up again, performed a spinning overhead kick, and sent the ball into a small goal about thirty meters away!
That small goal was the half-field goal normally placed on the side, less than half the size of a normal goal.
Several people were stunned. However, they didn't notice that Cao Baming himself had an expression no less astonished than theirs!
Just now, he had felt an unprecedented, brand-new feeling of silky smoothness!
Under the current circumstances, if he could bring this creativity onto the pitch in a formal match, it would likely leave the fans fainting!
It was too cool!
What was Samba's beautiful football, what was Spain's technical style, what were Ronaldinho and Ronaldo's fancy moves – they were all weak in front of his innate talent!!
Rather than being amazed by the accuracy of Cao Baming's kick or his skills, they were more captivated by the spectacular, almost picturesque scene before them.
Although Cao Baming's skills were exceptional, even among the best in the world, he had always been known for his super high scoring efficiency and practical techniques. They had never seen him use such flashy moves on the field or even in training. This was the first time they had witnessed it.
Despite being teammates with Cao Baming at the same club and training together every day, they had never seen this before, which was one of the reasons for so many people's astonishment.
Cao Baming walked over slowly, a smile on his face, as if basking in the spring breeze.
In the subsequent training, Cao Baming once again displayed his unique kicking techniques to everyone, and this included himself; he had even become one of the spectators.
At this moment, he had secretly made a decision: to seize the time in the remaining two days to perfect these techniques to a point of pure mastery, so that he could showcase them in the next match.
Before becoming a professional player, Cao Baming had also been an ordinary fan, waiting for any chance in his leisure time for a match to appear, allowing his emotions to become tense and excited along with the game's progression.
At that time, what he most hoped to see was a player who not only had strong scoring ability but also performed beautiful movements and techniques. Most importantly, they dared to bring these moves onto the field, into formal competitions.
Following Ronaldinho's Samba football, in today's utilitarian modern system, such a scene was rarely seen. Even Ronaldinho back then could only display about one to two-tenths of his usual skill.
How could this be? Everything, when it reached its ultimate conclusion, must connect with art.
Cao Baming's eyes sparkled. Although what he was doing at this moment was not art, he had long since firmly believed in his heart that he would be the one to change the entire era.
The opponent in the next match, Southampton, was ranked second to last in the Premier League standings for this season.
Barring any surprises, they would likely be relegated along with other teams in the relegation zone by the end of the season.
This team's performance this season was vastly different from previous years. Many unexpected situations and events had occurred within the team, making it unlike anything it had been before.
If it were last season, they wouldn't have ended up in the relegation zone; they might have even contended for a Europa Conference League qualifying spot.
For such a team, Arsenal viewed them as a pushover, or rather, not even a pushover, like a wisp of air, requiring no attention, just walk past them.
What Cao Baming wanted was to turn this match into his personal stage performance.
The two days passed quickly. The team completed their training during this period in a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere and had now driven to the venue.
As Arsenal's opponent, Southampton, like other opponents, was extremely wary of Arsenal, and the reason was obvious.
Arsenal was currently like a monster in the entire Premier League, with 24 matches played, 23 wins, 1 draw, and 0 losses. This record felt untouchable. Yet, at the same time, which team wouldn't be drawn to this undefeated record? If they could truly become the only team to defeat Arsenal, turning that zero into a one, it would undoubtedly ignite the entire media landscape.
The sense of achievement gained from this would be incomparable to any other accomplishment.
However, it was all wishful thinking. Players who held onto such hope until the last minute before the match were likely just naive.
Cao Baming walked onto the field with full confidence. At this moment, he was unaware that in the spectator stands, an old acquaintance was quietly watching him – it was Max.