With this remark, those around were shocked, while Cao Baiming laughed excitedly.
"Good, no problem, this bet is very interesting!"
The crowd was even more speechless, betting the cars they drove to the club as stakes, and they found that interesting?
The two cars were not the same price, nor were they the same model or manufacturer. Cao Baiming's was a limited edition Ferrari supercar, while Henry drove the top-spec Rolls-Royce commercial vehicle released this year.
Their cars were the best two in the entire club, including the owner's, and were a topic of conversation before and after meals, considered stars in their own right.
The combined price of these two cars exceeded the sum of the prices of all other players' cars, a terrifying figure.
And now they had become the stakes for the two of them.
The difference was that Cao Baiming knew in his heart that he could do it.
Because in his usual shots, he had never used his full strength, and this was something they were all unaware of.
The reason he didn't use his maximum power when shooting on the training ground or in important matches was ultimately due to two reasons. One was to prevent the trajectory of the ball from being too difficult to control if the power was too great. The other, more important reason, was that if someone were to die on the field, the match would likely be difficult to continue.
Such a situation was naturally not what Cao Baiming wished for. If someone provoked him, giving them a taste of the ICU would be enough; Cao Baiming was a magnanimous person.
With such a kind soul, how could he joke with the life of his own goalkeeper on their home training ground?
Without further ado, Cao Baiming walked forward.
The few footballs left on the field from the passing drill had not yet been cleared away, and now they would serve their purpose.
As the players watched Cao Baiming walk towards the goal, and thought about what he was about to do, a sense of the surreal washed over them.
Is this real? I'm about to witness someone knock over the goal with a ball!
Henry was still unconvinced and quickly followed beside Cao Baiming.
Technique was technique, but he still believed in science. No matter how good Cao Baiming was, he couldn't kick physics out the window with one foot, could he!
Reaching the front of the goal, Cao Baiming stopped. The sky had almost completely darkened, with only a faint purple afterglow remaining. The floodlights on the field had been turned on.
Cao Baiming scanned his surroundings, paying particular attention to the area behind him and behind the goal.
Confirming that there was no one behind them, he then looked at his teammates.
They were all excitedly approaching, wanting to witness something firsthand or satisfy their curiosity.
"Alright!" Cao Baiming suddenly said.
"You guys stay where you are, no need to move further forward."
A dozen people stopped in their tracks, their faces full of questions. Naturally, they wanted to watch from a closer distance, as it was human instinct to get close to what interests them.
"Why?" Thomas asked curiously.
Cao Baiming continued to look at the goal, then turned back with a helpless expression.
"The reason is simple: safety. However, if you insist on coming closer to watch, it's not impossible. Don't blame me if you're crippled by a ball rebounding off the crossbar. I have warned you."
Thomas looked astonished, suddenly speechless.
Most of them chose to obey obediently, as they had no idea what was about to happen.
Henry, however, boldly walked forward, standing at a corner of the penalty area, a prime viewing spot.
"Alright, if you're not afraid, then I won't interfere."
Cao Baiming shook his head helplessly, then looked back at the goal, with a football placed at his feet.
Once prepared, Cao Baiming took a few steps back, suddenly accelerated into a run, and charged forward!
Everyone's heart rate suddenly accelerated, and beads of sweat even appeared on their foreheads.
Even the wind seemed to change its direction!
In an instant, as Cao Baiming swung his leg, the entire air seemed to vibrate, followed by a deafening roar. The football bore immense pressure, as if it were about to explode!
But it didn't. Instead, it flew forward like a tank shell, striking the crossbar of the goal directly.
Within a radius of several hundred meters, the sudden roar could be heard. Even standing outside the field, behind the massive soundproof walls and buildings, it was clearly audible.
And then, the goal began to shake, violently!
More exaggerated than ever before, everyone's eyes were focused on the shaking goal. Then, the football rebounded like a cannonball, returning to Cao Baiming's feet!
Fortunately, Cao Baiming stepped on the ball to stop it. Otherwise, one could imagine the consequences if that ball had hit someone at that speed!
At this moment, the teammates saw reality. Those who had boldly moved forward earlier instinctively retreated, stepping back dozens of meters.
Cao Baiming had been telling the truth. If the ball had flown directly at their faces, they wouldn't have had time to dodge!
The impact would have been so severe that a concussion would have been considered mild, and the severe consequences were unimaginable.
A few seconds later, everyone began to applaud, even Henry.
Even though several seconds, even more than ten seconds, had passed, the goal was still visibly shaking, clearly discernible to the naked eye without any equipment!
However, the bottom of the goal was specially reinforced and firmly anchored to the field. Despite enduring immense impact and repeated shaking, it successfully dissipated the force.
Soon, it returned to its calm state.
"Don't underestimate a reinforced goal. Don't you realize that no matter how hard you try to break it, it simply refuses to yield, remaining unshaken!"
Henry began to taunt, but Cao Baiming was unperturbed.
He had only used one chance so far. He still had nine more, and he couldn't give up so easily.
In fact, although it wasn't visible on the surface, the goal had become somewhat more fragile than before, all thanks to that kick just now!
Cao Baiming set up the football, preparing for his second shot, but suddenly realized that the football was no longer usable after that impact. Although it hadn't burst, its air pressure was severely depleted.
Cao Baiming waved his hand backward, and Vieira kicked a fully inflated football, just taken from the basket, over to him.