"Minute 32 of the match! With Wu Lei's goal, the Tangguo team has taken the lead, going up one-nil against the Portugal team!"
"A brilliant goal, and an even more brilliant assist!"
After this goal, the Portugal team was forced to temporarily strengthen their defense. To attack more fiercely, or to win this match, the crucial prerequisite was to first solidify their defense.
At the very least, they couldn't afford to give Cao Baming another opportunity like that.
But they were wrong. Cao Baming didn't get a particularly good chance in the first place, but in reality, such golden opportunities always exist on the field, they're just imperceptible to the normal eye.
Seeing the opposing team suddenly become so timid, the Tangguo fans were ecstatic, and Cao Baming himself was also very happy at this moment.
The opponent was finally showing some respect!
However, such defense still couldn't stop Cao Baming's offense. A few minutes later, although the "Offensive Horn" skill's duration had ended, Cao Baming still possessed his inherent abilities.
The first half of the match entered its final five minutes. Alright, Mingyao moved to the left flank, and with one move, he made all the defending players beside him believe he was about to deliver a pass almost identical to the last one. However, this time, what he did surprised everyone.
Cao Baming lifted his left foot, and instead of passing directly, he pulled the ball back to his right foot and continued to dribble forward a step.
"Is he cutting inside?"
The defenders were completely baffled. In their panic, they could only signal their teammates to converge forward. Teammates in the front quickly ran back to defend.
Every move Cao Baming made was unexpected, making it impossible for them to predict his next action.
Then, Cao Baming actually stopped. He didn't continue to cut inside but instead unleashed a shot!
"Cao Baming's long-range shot!"
"He has the ability for that!"
Goalkeeper Diego Costa's eyes widened in surprise. Was that distant white dot the ball?!
He quickly prepared to make a save, large beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead!
However, as with many other goalkeepers facing Cao Baming's long shots, by the time he reacted, it was already too late. Because the ball had already entered the net, making a swishing sound as it brushed against the net.
"Goal! Goal!!! Cao Baming's long-range shot has once again given the Tangguo team another point!"
"Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh!!"
"It's his signature long-range shot again! Absolutely a one-hundred-percent unstoppable shot!"
"This goal cannot be blamed on the goalkeeper, Costa, because he is human. Human reaction speed is simply not enough to save this shot; it was too fast!"
"Even the Portuguese defense cannot withstand Cao Baming's insane firepower!!"
The commentators shouted excitedly!
"Two-nil! The Tangguo team continues their fiery form!"
As the match continued, the Portugal team's morale was completely depleted. Two consecutive conceded goals were completely unacceptable!
Bruno's expression was a mixture of anger and helplessness, and he could only scold his teammates even louder!
Fortunately, there wasn't much time left. Soon, the first half of the match, forty-five minutes of regulation time, ended.
The assistant referee on the sideline took more than ten seconds before raising the stoppage time for the match, which was only two minutes.
In the final injury time, the Portugal team intended to go all out, but even then, they couldn't get past Cao Baming.
He was truly carrying the entire team alone, with contributions from Cao Baming in both offense and defense.
For every player on the Portugal team, Cao Baming's presence was a nightmare. Neither attacking nor defending players wanted to see such a person in front of them.
His face alone was intimidating enough.
But reality often doesn't go as planned. They felt that Cao Baming was almost omnipresent in this match, appearing in any part of the field.
And often, wherever he appeared, the ball would soon follow, as if the ball was running with him. None of them could understand the reason!
Despite their surging anger, they couldn't change the score in the end. The Portugal team, dejected, had to enter halftime with the humiliating score of zero-two.
This was their home ground, and they were playing like this!!
Each and every one of them couldn't accept it!
As the referee's whistle blew, the first half of the match finally concluded. The players received applause from the Tangguo team, while the retreating Portugal team was met with boos.
Cristiano Ronaldo's expression was one of utter helplessness. He didn't show much sadness or anger, but rather a sense of resignation.
So far in the match, he had only received the ball twice from his teammates. No matter how skilled he was, how fiery his form, or how well he played, it was useless!
If the ball doesn't reach his feet, even with a golden left or right foot, it's useless; the ball simply can't go into the goal.
During the halftime break, the Tangguo team's locker room was filled with the usual passionate celebrations. The head coach didn't say much, and the match review could wait.
Everyone had played exceptionally well in the first half, and the coach simply showered them with praise. This was also what Cao Baming had expected, as two "Team Boost" skill cards were used in the first half alone, which was quite a significant cost.
Now, the players were already in high spirits and full of confidence. There was no need to dampen their enthusiasm. As long as they could maintain this form for the second half, the outcome of this match was basically secured.
The Portugal team, with no other choice, could only encourage their teammates while pointing out some critical issues. Unfortunately, even Santos couldn't come up with a convincing plan to deal with Cao Baming.
If others couldn't solve the problem, he couldn't either.
"Is this Tangguo team really this strong!?"
"Why can they play like this??"
Everyone's minds were still filled with questions and confusion. They couldn't accept this reality even by the end of halftime.