Cao Baming showed a hint of regret as he watched the ball he'd successfully kicked sail away.
However, those around him couldn't suppress a thought: Was Cao Baming going easy on Henderson? Was he deliberately holding back?
Only Henderson himself didn't think that. He had already leveled up. He had just successfully saved Cao Baming's shot, which was incredible!
He became even more excited, ready for the fourth penalty. But before he could fully savor his joy, Cao Baming's fourth shot was already flying towards him!
This time, he couldn't succeed again. He even misjudged the direction. And due to a mere 0.5-second delay, he didn't even have a chance to touch the ball. His reaction was clearly half a beat too slow.
Cao Baming knew that Henderson's previous save was likely pure luck.
He had already chosen a direction – the left side of the goal – before kicking the ball. This halved the preparation space for the goalkeeper and greatly increased the save probability. Moreover, he had slipped slightly on that shot, which was how Henderson managed to save it by chance.
After kicking all four balls at his feet, Cao Baming prepared to leave. But the crowd hadn't seen enough. Soon, two more footballs were passed towards him.
As players for Nottingham Forest, they rarely had close contact with stars, especially those of Cao Baming's caliber. Witnessing a star's performance was a visual treat.
What's more, watching Cao Baming play allowed them to rest a little longer. They naturally wanted to continue watching.
"All those shots were with the instep, why not try a different approach?" White suddenly asked from below.
Cao Baming looked in the direction of the voice and saw White, who was now wearing the number 21 jersey. He had originally been the owner of the number 10 jersey, and he had willingly given it up after Cao Baming transferred.
Cao Baming thought carefully. It wasn't just for Henderson's well-being? If he used the outside of his foot to shoot, the curve wouldn't be as pronounced, and the power would be relatively less, making it less risky.
If he used a lot of power to shoot, it might have caused Henderson to break a few fingers at least. They were counting on him to defend their goal next season.
Cao Baming didn't intend to explain these things to them. Since they had this request, why continue like this? He would fulfill their wish with these two balls!
At this moment, Cao Baming didn't respond. Instead, he returned to the ball, positioning it about a meter in front of his feet.
At this moment, Henderson suddenly felt as if he had been betrayed by his own teammates.
But he didn't have time to think about anything else, because after adjusting the ball for just one second, Cao Baming kicked it out. There was a loud bang, and almost simultaneously, a white object, too fast to see clearly, flew towards him!
For this shot, Cao Baming used the same power he employed in official matches!
Henderson reacted, but the ball brushed past his shoulder and into the goal. Throughout the entire process, Henderson hadn't even managed to make a move!
This was an unprecedented experience for him. Others might not understand, but in that split second, he had just heard the loud impact of Cao Baming's boot on the ball, was momentarily stunned by its loudness, looked up, and found the ball already by his ear!
With a whistling sound, the wind felt like a sharp blade grazing his ear. In the next second, like all goalkeepers, Henderson was grateful that he hadn't saved it this time!
If one calculated carefully, Cao Baming's shots had to be over the speed of sound, otherwise, how could the ball have reached him before he even heard the sound!
If this had actually hit someone, they would be in serious trouble!
Cao Baming's expression was unreadable. He adjusted himself slightly and placed the second ball in front of his feet. This was the last football.
He wondered if the spectators had learned anything from watching.
But at this moment, Henderson suddenly found his legs turning to jelly. He had volunteered to be in this position, and now he understood what true regret felt like.
Since he was already standing here, he couldn't back down. At this moment, Navas chuckled quietly from the stands, a reaction of pure schadenfreude.
Hahaha, trying to show off, huh? Are you still happy now? If only you had known earlier!
For the last shot, Cao Baming used the "scorching sun" technique, kicking the ball towards the goal with considerable force. Then, it rapidly descended just above the crossbar.
Henderson, reacting instinctively, judged that the ball had completely gone over the goal and made no move. He ultimately watched as the ball entered the net.
Whether the crowd watching truly believed the ball was out of bounds, or if they knew it was going in but he hadn't dared to jump, no one knew.
After this demonstration of shooting, everyone witnessed Cao Baming's true strength for the first time.
In their eyes, even at this level, he was still holding back and hadn't shown 100% of his ability.
At least, Cao Baming's signature powerful strike, the "heavy cannon shot," hadn't been seen in these six goals. If he had aimed it at a goalkeeper who couldn't dodge in time, they would surely end up in the hospital.
Twenty minutes had passed unnoticed. The players had rested enough and needed to return to normal training. At the coach's call, everyone returned to the center of the field.
Although they would still be playing against Cao Baming, their task remained the same: to learn as much as possible from him. However, now, everyone had to start moving!
Unknowingly, the sun had begun to set, casting an orange-yellow glow across the entire stadium, creating a beautiful scene.