There was absolutely no chance, not even with a stroke of luck!
Next up was Lingard. Although he performed well, he was still a long way from this record.
Currently, the first group had secured the top spot thanks to Neymar's incredible performance, and Cao Baming was still waiting!
In the subsequent fourth and fifth groups, Griezmann and Marcelo each scored a goal. It was time for the final fifth group, the last hope.
Ronaldinho stepped forward.
Seeing Neymar's recent performance, even he felt a bit flustered. This kid was unexpectedly strong!
Others might look good and impressive, but for Ronaldinho to surpass such a score, he would have to start from sixty meters away at least.
Neymar's smug demeanor made Ronaldinho even more impatient.
"Let's see how long you can keep that up, boasting over such a small score, sigh!"
Although the football genie no longer possessed the physical prowess of his peak years, his innate ball sense and skill were things others couldn't achieve in a lifetime. They were still with him.
And on top of that, there was alcohol, a wonderful thing, practically a divine assist!
Among the people around him, Cao Baming had the highest regard for Ronaldinho. Despite his age, no one could match his ball sense.
There was something unique about him, one of a kind, something that neither Neymar, Messi, Henry, nor Hazard possessed.
The football genie could control the ball steadily at any position, and also make it land precisely at any designated spot.
If he had to choose someone among those present who could compete with Cao Baming himself, it would undoubtedly be Ronaldinho.
Seeing Cao Baming's high opinion of him, Ronaldinho saw no need to be humble. He turned around and walked directly to the seventy-meter mark, the distance from which Neymar had been so scared that he retreated!
"This choice..."
Everyone around was dumbfounded. This was the one and only football genie, Ronaldinho. Saying it was impossible seemed inappropriate.
When everyone thought it was impossible, Cao Baming firmly believed he could do it, even in his current drunken state, it was no big deal.
Ronaldinho gazed forward. The goal frame appeared as multiple overlapping images. He took a step forward, and it felt like the world was spinning.
Fortunately, he was already accustomed to this state and had adapted to this feeling. The goal frame in the distance, the football at his feet...
The mission was to get the ball into that frame. It seemed like a simple task!
Ronaldinho took a deep breath, gathered all his strength into his right leg, and with a bang, kicked the ball out!
Seventy meters! This distance was no joke. Up to this point, even Cao Baming's longest shot record was only seventy-eight meters, and the top of the goal frame was much smaller than the goal itself.
More importantly, the opening of the frame was upwards. This meant that the farther away it was, the greater the difficulty not only in distance but also in aiming, as the range where the football could fall was reduced!
At such a long distance, the football could not possibly drop straight down. It would follow an inclined path, and the farther away it was, the greater the angle of the incline, adding more difficulty to an already challenging task.
In this situation, whether it could be achieved was a mystery.
Ronaldinho, however, appeared confident. His first shot was very stable and powerful!
If the power wasn't great enough, the ball wouldn't even reach seventy meters!
Great power required such precise control; the ball sense and skill required were incredibly high!
Unexpectedly, Ronaldinho managed to achieve this. The first ball, as Cao Baming had predicted, steadily entered the goal frame!
Because the distance was so great and he was slightly blurry-eyed from drinking, Ronaldinho himself didn't clearly see if the ball had gone in until his good teammate Marcelo ran up to tell him.
So exciting!
Neymar smiled helplessly. Although it wasn't over yet, the fact that he had accomplished this was already quite damaging.
Now Neymar regretted his momentary hesitation. If he hadn't taken that unnecessary step back to look earlier, everything would have been fine!
Now nothing was fine!
As the football entered the frame, Ronaldinho earned his first five points, with two chances remaining.
He had no intention of stepping forward, just that confident, that willful!
There was no need to use his eyes to see the distant goal frame; pure feeling was enough. But this might only be possible if you were Ronaldinho himself.
For the second shot, there was no need for further consideration. The same position, the same action, repeat!
However, this time, as the ball began to descend after just passing fifty meters, everyone noticed that the ball's trajectory actually started to curve!
Finally, due to the slight spin of the ball affecting its final landing spot, it missed the target.
It wasn't successful...
Ronaldinho looked ahead, his eyes conveying expectation to those around him.
"So, did it go in?"
Neymar walked over and patted Ronaldinho on the shoulder.
"I'm very sorry, my good brother, the ball didn't go in, it went wide."
This was like a bolt from the blue. This was only the second ball. If this one failed, winning the third would be impossible!
"Ah, no way, no way!"
"Hahaha, remember our bet!"
In his desperation, Ronaldinho retreated another ten meters, this time to eighty meters. The entire pitch was only so large; eighty meters covered almost the entire field!
For this last shot, even he wasn't confident, relying purely on luck!
As expected, the ball didn't go in. Not only did it not go in, but it went wide by an outrageous margin.
To what extent was it outrageous? It veered off by more than ten meters, landing directly at the seventy-meter mark. The power was insufficient, and it looked extremely unreliable.
With the end of this attempt, the advantage of the last group was essentially gone. Now, the first group was very strong.
Neymar was beaming with joy. He hadn't just won a bet and more!!!
Resigned, Ronaldinho had to admit defeat. All hope was lost. Now he had to seriously think about what to do next.