At this moment, the line with the highest success rate was actually to pass back to Wu Dahai, who had just sent the long pass, leaving Cao Baming utterly speechless.
Clearly, with just a glance, he could see his position was far better than mine, so why did he still stubbornly pass it to my feet?
He couldn't figure it out! Perhaps this was the Sea Cucumber Captain's unique understanding of football!
Seeing the pathetic number of 29, Cao Baming dismissed the idea of passing back. At the same time, he avoided embarrassment, and it was even possible that the seventy-one percent probability was due to Wu Dahai directly miscontrolling the ball out of bounds.
When you can't trust anyone, there's still one person you can trust, and that's yourself.
Helplessly, Cao Baming used his body to fend off Casemiro beside him and continued on, a lone warrior charging on the field. His eyes were only on the goal, and his direction was only forward.
Casemiro, after that bump, lost his balance and fell to the ground. However, the referee wouldn't penalize a physical confrontation of this degree. He completely ignored it and continued to follow Cao Baming towards the frontcourt.
Having witnessed Cao Baming's "Lingbo Weibu" (a martial arts term for evasive footwork) weaving and dodging, and his continuous changes of direction to swerve past multiple players during his breakthroughs, people had forgotten that Cao Baming also possessed a god-like physique. Even in a straight run, few could truly stop him.
The desperate defenders along the way would likely suffer the same fate as Casemiro, being knocked flying.
However, at this moment, someone had already appeared on Cao Baming's path, and this person was indeed someone to be cautious of – it was Carlos.
Carlos's strength had also reached a monstrous level; even Cao Baming needed to be a bit wary.
As he advanced, he scanned his surroundings with his eyes, observing his teammates. Although he didn't choose to pass and had no intention of doing so, such a movement was enough to confuse the defenders. While marking him, they also had to be wary of a sudden pass to deliver a direct assist.
As he approached Carlos, Cao Baming suddenly slowed down, bending and extending his knees, and then performed a feint.
This move alone terrified the entire Samba squad. This wasn't an exaggeration; sweat had already broken out on their brows in that instant!
At this moment, Cao Baming was still 40 meters away from the goal, but everyone knew he was fully capable of scoring.
Just as the players in front of him were in shock and at a loss, Cao Baming suddenly accelerated forward from a standstill. His current speed was even faster than before.
"Fei Niao" (Flying Bird) skill activated! Body enhancement potion!
In the next moment, all the fans in the stadium saw Cao Baming, possessing the super explosive power of Ronaldo, seemingly accelerating from zero to a speed that completely crushed everyone else in an instant.
Fabinho, who was beside him, also started at the same time and was desperately chasing, but they had already created a significant gap during the initial acceleration phase.
In an instant, the scene was like a top-spec, upgraded Ferrari racing against a domestic gray van, with one having more than ten times the acceleration of the other!
The outcome was predictable. He continued to advance. Even at this point, he still hadn't chosen to change direction, but when facing Carlos ahead, Cao Baming chose to bypass him with a feint.
However, Carlos wouldn't give him this chance. He clearly understood that if Cao Baming got past him, his teammates behind him would have almost no chance of stopping him. Therefore, even if he had to foul, he had to stop him here and not let him reach the penalty area for a penalty kick!
For a moment, a fierce look flashed across Carlos's face. Cao Baming, with his keen senses, detected this. He realized something was wrong from Carlos's body movements, but at this moment, while in high-speed pursuit, he was completely unable to react in time.
In the next second, Carlos suddenly exerted all his strength and lunged towards the football in front of Cao Baming!
This tackle wasn't a single-leg lunge; his entire body was thrown forward with inertia.
On the surface, it looked like he was going for the ball, and he did indeed touch the football. However, at the same time, the sole of Carlos's boot heavily struck Cao Baming's ankle.
Even legs made of steel and concrete couldn't withstand such a force from Carlos.
The football was directly blasted out of bounds by Carlos's kick, flying to a height of over thirty rows in the stands, indicating the immense power!
This kick was also a thunderous strike, but this time it was the spectators in the stands who suffered. They had bought tickets in the very back rows of the stands and never imagined they would be hit by the ball!
Finally, the referee immediately walked over and blew his whistle. Although he touched the ball first, this was still considered a dangerous play, and its level of danger was incomparable to other fouls.
The speed at which the ball flew out just now was enough to show the force. If it had truly hit someone, that person might not have survived.
At this moment, Carlos's expression gradually turned grim, and Cao Baming, astonishingly, fell to the ground!
The fans instantly stood up. All the fans of the home team were utterly panicked at this moment. Their hearts were beating faster than a DJ's beat. If Cao Baming was truly injured, they would never be able to accept it!
The referee made a gesture like a predator and simultaneously called for the team doctor on the sidelines to come onto the field to check Cao Baming's injury.
Everyone was extremely worried. At this moment, fans watching on the big screen, seeing the close-up shot of the camera and Cao Baming's expression, felt a complex mix of emotions.
At this moment, Cao Baming had no time to care about anything else, because he could clearly feel the waves of pain emanating from his ankle, a pain he had never experienced before.
Although his physical strength was almost maxed out, facing such a collision, even with that, an ordinary person might have had their leg broken on the spot.
Carlos himself understood how forceful his action had been. He had probably forgotten that he was a "heavy artillery" player. He should have held back with such force when tackling a person, but in the urgency of the moment, he hadn't had time to think much.
He had already received a yellow card for this, but many fans felt it was still too lenient!