Cao Baming played a crucial role in this series of defenses.
At this moment, he was very aware that if he hadn't focused his energy on defense in these ten minutes, the opponent's relentless attacks might have already resulted in goals.
With Cao Baming present, their confidence was once again eroded bit by bit.
The team's original plan was to strengthen their offense in the opening minutes of the second half, putting all their energy into attacking, and trying to break through the opponent's defense, even if it meant conceding a goal. After all, they had already conceded so many, who would care about a few more?
The stakes were easy to consider. It was a friendly match with no league points, so in this situation, scoring one goal was worth more than conceding three!
Watching his players, the coach on the sidelines gradually realized that this tactic, this idea, could now be deemed a complete failure.
In the opening ten minutes, they had sobered up and attacked with all their might, but to no avail. With each successive failure, the players' morale was dealt another heavy blow, and their attacking momentum was now significantly weaker than at the start.
Seeing the situation, the coach could do nothing but reluctantly order the team to revert to a defensive strategy.
Cao Baming, with the demeanor of a celestial being, scanned the entire field, including every move of the coach on the sidelines. He clearly noticed this detail.
Suddenly, a glint appeared in Cao Baming's eyes. Now was the time! Not ten seconds later, not a minute later, but now!
Seeing that the opposing team had lost the will to attack and had fallen into a state of apathy, Cao Baming seized the opportunity, darted to midfield, received the ball, and unleashed a long shot.
The football flew across the field like a swift dragon, covering a distance of forty-five meters and heading straight for the corner of the goal. Even though the goalkeeper had reacted in advance, he couldn't reach the ball and could only watch as it entered the net, making a faint rustling sound as it brushed against the net.
Finally, at this moment, a breakthrough was achieved. The score was finally maintained at 11-0! The Nottingham Forest players cheered ecstatically. This feeling of dominating weaker opponents was truly exhilarating.
But this was only the beginning; the subsequent frenzy surpassed everyone's expectations.
From this point on, the match descended into a state of utter madness, even more so than in the first half!
Starting from the 57th minute of the match, Cao Baming scored another goal, and by the 70th minute, the score had reached a terrifying 25-0!!
At this point, even the coach of Nottingham Forest, Cooper, could barely watch. Was he really going to let this Cao Baming continue his rampage?
In just thirteen minutes, this guy had scored twelve goals himself, bringing his total to over twenty!
If this continued, let alone maintaining a friendly match, it would be fortunate if they didn't provoke an international incident.
He genuinely considered the idea of temporarily substituting Cao Baming and letting a reserve player take over. At least that would help maintain the current situation and prevent it from becoming even more outrageous.
However, he dared not do something so anticlimactic. After all, he couldn't afford to offend someone like Cao Baming yet. They hadn't truly gotten to know each other, and Cao Baming was the senior player who had just joined the team. While he was the head coach, Cao Baming's position was actually higher than his.
He hesitated, thinking back and forth, and another five minutes passed. The score had changed from 25-0 to 27-0.
Cao Baming was enjoying himself more and more, his eyes glazed over with fervor. Goals were just casual shots. As soon as he got the ball, he would shoot, and he would effortlessly find the back of the net every time.
Meanwhile, the opposing players had completely given up. They even wanted to close their eyes and play, letting fate decide. It was no longer their concern!
As for the idea of scoring one more goal to salvage some dignity, who dared to even think about it now? No one dared to entertain such thoughts.
The match, however, continued. The players, on the verge of despair, accidentally glanced at the clock and realized it was only the 75th minute, with at least fifteen minutes left until the end of the game.
In this match, Cao Baming had familiarized himself with all the new talent skills bestowed by the system. The attribute point conversion function, in particular, had been truly mastered in the second half of this game.
From organizing an attack in midfield to the final finish, within a mere five seconds, he could even switch attribute points six times consecutively. If this wasn't mastery, then what was?
Finally, at the 80th minute of the match, Cooper, following the advice of the higher-ups behind him, substituted Cao Baming off the field.
As Cao Baming walked off the field, there was no trace of anger on his face. Cooper finally relaxed; he had been very anxious for the past few minutes.
Cao Baming was also very satisfied. After all, he had scored over twenty goals in this match and had tried everything he wanted to. It was time to give the newcomers a chance to play.
The team substituted Cao Baming for a young player who had just turned eighteen. The opposing team saw this substitution as a momentous occasion, but they couldn't muster any joy.
If they had maintained the mindset they had at the beginning of the second half, the players might have even scored one or two goals in those ten minutes; it was a very real possibility.
However, all of that was gone now. The match reached a stalemate and ended. Even in the last second, Lin Jiade attempted a long-range shot, which resulted in a final score of 28-0.
They knew all too well how humiliating this match was. At this moment, there was no escape, and they could only quickly leave the field, leaving this nightmarish place behind.
From now on, they would never casually participate in friendly matches again, the players thought to themselves.
Cao Baming had been resting on the sidelines for a long time. Now, the final whistle finally blew, and he unhesitatingly stood up from his seat in the player's dugout.