Everyone could take away 50,000 yuan, that's a fortune!
After nearly two minutes of preparation, everyone was in position.
For fairness, the fan group's goal area had three goals for these 10 people, while Cao Faming set up a standard-sized football goal by himself on the other side.
They were all the same distance of 35 meters from the goal, a standard long-range shot distance.
Next to each person was a basket holding dozens of balls, and if you managed to kick out all the balls in a basket, an assistant on the sidelines would promptly hand you new footballs, so there was no need to worry about running out.
With a clear and loud whistle, the game officially began its countdown.
A large screen set up beside the field displayed the countdown time: 60 seconds in total!
As soon as the whistle blew, Cao Baiming kicked the ball at his feet straight into the goal. This distance was effortless for him. He then placed the second ball in front of him.
The 10 fans here adjusted the ball in front of them repeatedly before taking their first shot. Only 4 out of these 10 people successfully scored.
The remaining 6, as expected, were met with disdainful glances from the 4 who had scored.
The game continued, demanding not only accuracy in shooting but also speed. Speed was a crucial factor; if you could take more shots within those 60 seconds, you had an advantage.
The 10 fans continuously delivered some comical shots, some going directly towards the audience, wildly off target, and some even soaring high above the goal.
The fans' attention was inevitably drawn to these 10 people. Despite some comedic performances, there were also fans with exceptional skill; there were indeed hidden talents among the masses.
The young man who had been showing off before the match unexpectedly had some real skill. Within just 10 seconds, he had already scored 4 goals, earning awe from the surrounding fans.
Soon, the time reached 20 seconds, and the assistants on the sidelines were tallying the scores. Precisely at the 20-second mark, the team of 10 fans had scored 19 goals. While there were many amusing moments, this number and data were still impressive.
No one had expected this group of amateur fans to actually have some real skill!
However, when they saw Cao Baiming's scoreboard, everyone froze.
"25!"
"Holy crap!"
"Unbelievable..."
No one had anticipated that in just 20 seconds, Cao Baiming, with his individual shooting, had outscored these 10 people by 6 goals!
Was that one goal per second?
Were his feet Gatling guns?
Fans who pondered this question might have been due to the crowd's density and the numerous footballs flying around the field. No one truly noticed how Cao Baiming was kicking the ball.
Those who did see were left in stunned silence.
After scoring the first goal, Cao Baiming directly kicked over the basket. The footballs from the basket fell in front of him. He used one foot to simply place the ball on the spot, then kicked it. He then flicked the second ball and shot, followed by the next, all in an orderly fashion.
Due to the extreme speed, the fans couldn't clearly see how Cao Baiming's feet were manipulating the footballs on the field. They could only see balls flying into the goal one after another, with even their trajectories being remarkably similar!
Before the first ball even entered the goal, the second ball was already approaching. This scene brought to mind the unrelated word "machine gun"!
"This is too ridiculous!"
The 10 people in the fan group were not to be outdone. Although they could glimpse out of the corner of their eyes how Cao Baiming, more than ten meters away, was shooting, they thought, "Surely, the ten of us can't be worse than him!"
The live audience also cheered for these ten brave participants.
When the last second of the total 60-second timer passed, another whistle blew. Everyone heard it clearly and obediently withdrew their feet.
As the last ball in the air descended towards the goal, the assistants on the sidelines finally announced the final statistics.
"The fan group scored a total of..."
"60 goals!!"
The 10 fans on the field instantly jumped up in excitement. This result was much higher than they had anticipated!
At a distance of 35 meters, for these 10 people to score one goal per second was an excellent achievement; their level would be considered above average on any amateur field!
"Not bad, not bad, you guys were awesome!"
The assistant then looked at Cao Baiming's scoreboard again. After re-checking the final statistics, he announced the result.
"The Cao Baiming group scored a total of..."
"84 goals!!!"
"Congratulations! The winner has been decided!"
The fans looked dejected, but perhaps more evident than dejection was their astonishment. They had only just learned Cao Baiming's score.
"How did he score that? By my calculations, was it two goals per second? Is there any surveillance footage? Let's see if he cheated!"
"Amazing, truly amazing, that's incredible!"
"As expected of a god, how can one judge him by human standards!"
Although the coveted 50,000 yuan was out of their reach, each person was then presented with a signed jersey from Cao Baiming by the event assistants.
This fulfilled one of their wishes. After all, this event was almost like getting free tickets, obtained by using coupons as part of a commercial promotion. Receiving such a priceless signed jersey was something to be satisfied with!
The 10 people happily left in a line, and then the host began to look for the next group of fans to participate.
One minute later, the system selected another batch of lucky fans, and their numbers simultaneously appeared on the large screen.
These 10 people were not as arrogant as the first group, but none of them were willing to concede.
Everyone who came to this field was here to win!
Among these ten people, one was somewhat different; not only did his face look familiar, but he was even wearing a jersey!