The fans were excited in their hearts. Cao Baiming repeatedly delivered attacking passes, creating countless opportunities but all were wasted.
And trying to get the ball to the frontcourt under the powerful possession of the Bullfighting Nation was as difficult as ascending to heaven, even Cao Baiming felt a little powerless.
A strong sense of pressure, as if the opponent was a net spread wide, cast down from above, firmly controlling everyone on the Tang Nation team, even Cao Baiming himself could feel this sensation.
This feeling seemed very familiar! It was exactly the same as playing against Manchester City led by Guardiola in the Premier League!
At that time, with Messi on the field cooperating with him, they could barely achieve around fifty percent possession. But now, Messi was no longer there.
There was no one running on the field whose ball control ability could be compared to Messi's. Clearly, now he could only rely on himself!
After a few minutes, the Tang Nation team's possession rate was less than forty percent, and almost all of it was from Cao Baiming's own proactive tackles or interceptions. He also personally organized the attacks.
The powerful control of the Bullfighting Nation felt like it wasn't just about possession, but even the players themselves felt controlled!
Li Gang, on the sidelines, had a worried expression. Although the current situation on the field was not entirely unexpected, it was truly not good to look at.
Cao Baiming was also helpless. Since they couldn't compete in possession, they had to take another path.
This path, which had become increasingly popular in recent years, was to use long passes from the backcourt directly to the forwards near the offside line. This tactic had been very successful and scored many goals for Arsenal!
However, the problem was that in the Premier League, he had Henry up front. Cao Baiming could directly pass the ball with shooting power, and the opponents wouldn't be able to react in time. But now?
If he still used such powerful through balls, with the ball speed so high, they might directly kick the ball out of bounds, flying out of the big hole above their heads.
Although the threat had significantly decreased, Cao Baiming still looked at the lines in front of him whenever he had a rare opportunity to possess the ball.
This was the system's calculation of the probability of scoring from passing routes. Now, the accuracy had been pushed to the extreme, and there wouldn't be major problems.
In the fifteenth minute, the Bullfighting Nation's midfield quietly advanced with possession.
In Enrique's possession-based system, there were two main cores: First, high-intensity pressing in the frontcourt, emphasizing ferocity. If the ball wasn't at my feet, I would go mad.
Second, possession in the backcourt, emphasizing stability. As long as the ball was at my feet, I would play it as safely as possible. Losing the game was acceptable, but possession could not be lost!
The roles of the two core midfielders, Pedri and Gavi, were self-evident. They basically handled the team's transitions and the link between the front and back.
Cao Baiming had researched this thoroughly.
To restrict the opponent's offense, keep an eye on that young lad Gavi. To restrict their defense, bypass Pedri.
Too simple!
Just as he had predicted, during the advance, after several deceptive passes, the ball was eventually given to Gavi, who suddenly accelerated forward!
The other players of the Tang Nation team then chased after him with surprise. Fortunately, Cao Baiming had anticipated his run and blocked his forward path in advance, forcing him to pass prematurely.
Looking back, Gavi's passing route had Asensio on the wing, but he was already being guarded by three teammates wearing bright red jerseys.
No problem! A confident smile flashed across Cao Baiming's face. He had already accounted for this in advance.
After Gavi passed the ball, he looked regretful. However, if he had waited another second and hesitated, Cao Baiming would have charged at him head-on.
Although he was young, he wasn't that foolish. He clearly understood that if he went up against Cao Baiming, it would be impossible to get past him. In the blink of an eye, the ball might disappear, let alone be passed.
At this moment, as the ball successfully reached the wing, the crowd cheered.
But the commentators in the Tang Nation's live broadcast room remained calm.
"This attack is not very threatening. Our defense is in place."
"Gavi chose to pass to the right, but the right flank is a heavily guarded area by our Tang Nation players. Surely he can see so many red jerseys, right!"
"If he could have waited another second and passed to Morata, who was running at high speed on the left, wouldn't that have been better!"
"No! The left is definitely better, but with Cao Baiming there, if he waits another second, he won't be able to pass. He should know this himself."
"Let's watch Asensio's individual breakthrough! Three Tang Nation players have come to assist! There's a second layer of defense in the penalty area!"
"Cao Baiming is also approaching to participate in the defense!"
Even with his divine abilities, Asensio had no choice when facing a double-team by three players. After swaying left and right, he still didn't lose the ball, trying to delay as much as possible to wait for his teammates to provide support.
But at this moment, a sudden sweep of the leg cruelly brought him down, and the ball went out of bounds!
The referee was not far away and saw this clearly. It was a clear foul, so he blew his whistle without hesitation!
Cao Baiming, who had been running forward frantically, slowed down, a large period mark drawn on his face!
He was stunned! Completely stunned!
It was clear that Asensio was planning to give up on the attack and pass back to midfield to reorganize. Yet, that idiot did something like this!
The commentators were instantly speechless.
"What is he doing?"
"An attack that seemed almost threatening has turned into a very well-positioned free kick at the edge of the penalty area. Zhang Linfan is an absolute hero! Amazing, amazing!"
That idiot finally lowered his head in shame.
Li Gang on the sidelines let out a deep sigh and turned away, unable to bear to watch.
And the real nightmare was yet to come. This free kick was taken by Gavi. The ball flew into the penalty area to the far post, and Pedri headed it in!
"Oh, the ball is in!"
"Pedri's header bounced low into the ground with great power! Not only did the Tang Nation team fail to defend him, they even obstructed the goalkeeper's vision!"
"With this, the Bullfighting Nation scores first! They've broken the deadlock!"
The match had reached the seventeenth minute, and they hadn't expected their own goal to be breached first!
Zhang Linfan's mistake this time had led to a catastrophe! He couldn't wash it away!