If it were him, could he achieve the feat of David Beckham, successfully hitting the goal frame with a ball struck at an extremely high arc?
The people around them couldn't help but become curious and directly asked Cao Baiming.
Seeing the expectant gazes of everyone around him, Cao Baiming saw no reason to refuse. A football was conveniently at his feet, and he glanced at the goal frame in front of him.
At this moment, the distance to the goal frame was exactly 50 meters. It was from this very spot that Beckham had scored two consecutive goals. Although he missed the third, everyone understood that it was likely just a minor slip-up.
Cao Baiming's eyes flickered, and his mind began to race.
Was it difficult for him to score a goal from this distance using a curved shot?
Clearly, the answer was no.
If he were to kick from this position, he would be almost one hundred percent accurate.
After all, when talent reaches its maximum level, it enhances not just power and angle, but the improvement in curved shots is the most significant.
And for a spinning football like this, the most fundamental way to improve it is through predicting its final landing spot. At this moment, Cao Baiming knew very clearly where he wanted the ball to land, and it would land there.
Without much preparation, Cao Baiming placed the football beside him, gave it a casual kick forward, and a perfect arc was formed.
The speed and direction of the ball's spin, as well as the deviation from its original trajectory and angle, were all perfectly controlled. It was only a matter of controlling his strength, angle, and the point of contact with the ball; these were not difficult at all.
For ordinary people, this would require a certain feel and luck, but for Cao Baiming, it was as simple as controlling force and direction with a keyboard in a game.
With the system's assistance, he could now perfectly control his body.
Although the visual appearance was somewhat different from Beckham's "banana kick" earlier, it was still a beautiful goal.
In fact, those present no longer harbored much curiosity. After all, everyone already understood Cao Baiming's skill level, and it couldn't be clearer.
In the next second, the ball landed steadily within the goal frame.
For some reason, what should have been astonishing no longer surprised the onlookers.
Cao Baiming had succeeded all four times today without a single miss. What level of difficulty would it take for this guy to miss even once? They couldn't even imagine.
"Alright, alright, that's enough for today. We've seen enough!"
...
A group of men continued to play football on the field, and time had unknowingly crept to 2:50 AM.
Parties were still ongoing on the distant streets, with some people continuously drinking and chatting.
By the time the birthday cake was brought out, everyone was already full and could not eat another bite. What remained was mostly the massive three-tiered birthday cake.
After leaving the football field, Cao Baiming walked directly towards the birthday cake. After all, it was his birthday today, and he hadn't eaten a single bite so far.
This was somewhat unacceptable.
Cao Baiming gently patted his stomach, feeling a slight hunger. Although only a few hours had passed, and he had just been playing on the field for a long time, nights like this, if you haven't slept, are when you feel hungriest.
Those who were still present at this hour and hadn't slept were essentially planning to stay up all night. Some people were still on the field, while others were at the beach and on the rooftop terrace. Cao Baiming's friends were scattered in these areas.
Of course, many people had already gone to sleep in the villa's bedrooms, making preparations for the next day's activities.
Cao Baiming came to this deserted area and looked at the distant brilliant lights, the stadium lights, and the colorful lights on the street. A wave of emotion washed over him – this night was his birthday.
This area was gathered with the world's most dazzling stars, the most outstanding individuals, all here for him...
Unconsciously, time was quietly slipping away. Once it's late at night, time passes extremely quickly, so fast it can subvert one's perception, making you feel like it's not moving, but in the next second, you look at the clock and an hour has already passed.
Walking onto the street, Cao Baiming inadvertently saw a scene. At this moment, some friends were playing a ring toss game in the distance. Among them were his familiar club teammates with whom he was very close.
They hadn't gone to play football on the field earlier, but had instead come here to play ring toss.
Did these guys really not care about the opportunity to play an exhibition match with top stars like Ronaldo and Beckham?
The night was quiet, and Cao Baiming slowly approached. The surrounding people hadn't even noticed him until he reached the back of the crowd. At this moment, Thomas, standing nearby, saw him.
When a distinguished figure like Cao Baiming arrived, even his aura couldn't be concealed. The dozen or so people gathered around him instantly focused their gaze on him.
At this moment, the crowd dispersed, and Cao Baiming could clearly see the person standing in the center striking a pose. It was none other than the person he couldn't find anywhere on the field earlier – Haaland.
The "Majin Buu" wasn't going to have a good PK with Beckham, but instead came here to play ring toss. The others too, were they really brave enough to play with Haaland, not fearing he'd eat them all if he lost?
On a cleared grassy area beside the street, a few wine bottles were set up, and a simple game was thus created.
Majin Buu was holding several black plastic rings, each with a diameter of about 10 centimeters. As the host, Cao Baiming didn't even know where these people got these black plastic rings.
In the next second, Haaland looked intently at the beer bottles in the distance and then threw two rings forward.
The first ring hit the side of a beer bottle, failing to land successfully. The second ring went completely off course, not even touching a bottle.