"goallllllllllllll!!!”
"Terrifying! Cao Baiming!”
"A brace! Two goals in two minutes! Is he finally going to step up and save Arsenal?”
"Hahaha, let Paris Saint-Germain also experience the fear of being dominated by Cao Baiming!”
As a commentator from Tang Country, it was impossible to avoid showing favoritism towards Tang players. Seeing the score instantly equalize, the tone of his voice changed, filled with excitement and joy!
Even though he had tried his best to maintain an objective and fair attitude, he couldn't hide it at this moment.
"As expected, Cao Baiming's strength is undeniable. Perhaps due to the tactical arrangement, the coach wanted him to contain Mbappé in the defensive end, which led to the current situation."
"A super sharp blade like Cao Baiming should be more involved in scoring. We can only say it's the coach's problem; if they had played like this earlier, this wouldn't have happened."
"Yes, exactly!"
At this time, the director's replay in the live broadcast room had also been prepared. Amidst the goal celebrations, the replay screen repeatedly showed the final moments of the goal.
Cao Baiming's shot was as simple and clean as ever, yet no one was able to successfully block or predict it.
The goalkeeper, as usual when facing Cao Baiming's shots, stood still, almost unmoving.
The speed of the ball had exceeded the limit of human reaction. Even a professional goalkeeper couldn't react in time, but this couldn't be entirely blamed on him, as there had been extreme cases before.
"In that case, we can't completely rule out another possibility, which is that the goalkeeper didn't intend to save the ball at all!"
"Hahahaha, well said!"
"The greatest principles are the simplest, and ultimate simplicity is the strongest!”
...
While the commentators were still chatting, the match was about to restart.
The replay of the goal had not yet ended, and the score on the field had changed again.
The fans couldn't see the match on screen and could only see the numbers change from 4:4 to 5:4 through the score display in the upper left corner of the screen!
"What happened?!"
At this moment, the director hurriedly switched the camera back to the field.
On the screen, Donnarumma was already sitting on the ground, sighing helplessly to the sky, with his teammates around him dejected.
There wasn't a single Arsenal player in the penalty area, yet the ball had already entered the net.
The camera scanned the field and finally found Cao Baiming's position. He was standing in the midfield, calmly observing the direction of the goal.
Teammates ran towards him.
"Cao Baiming... he scored again?”
The commentators quickly confirmed the situation. In just the past few seconds, Cao Baiming had once again unleashed a super long-range shot, shattering all of Paris Saint-Germain's hopes of recovering the score!
"He's too strong..."
The fans were so excited that words couldn't describe it. Three minutes, three goals!
And that even included the time for celebrating the goals!
"Today, Cao Baiming was truly provoked! This is his true strength!"
Mbappé was furious, but as he wasn't participating in the defense, he could only blame the defense for being ineffective.
However, even though he was waiting for an opportunity in the frontcourt, no ball had successfully reached him so far. Now, even though Cao Baiming was no longer defending him, he still didn't get many chances. Instead, he wandered around the large open spaces around him, truly like he was taking a stroll!
Excitement reached its peak!
The excitement of this match was so intense that one wouldn't want to blink, for fear of missing a goal!
5:4!!
"Who predicted before the match that this game would have at least 10 goals? Congratulations!"
"There are still 15 minutes left in the match, not including added time. With so much time, how can they not score a single goal!”
Cao Baiming had entered infinite firepower mode. In everyone's eyes, he had transformed into a Gatling gun emitting scorching flames, constantly aiming at the goal!
"Don't let Cao Baiming get the ball!" Galtier shouted from the sidelines.
Had his mind finally become so confused?
Although the Paris Saint-Germain players on the field could hear clearly their usually quiet coach screaming hoarsely, repeatedly shouting this sentence.
But preventing Cao Baiming from getting the ball was easy to say, but hard to do. Can you do it if you're so capable?
Preventing Cao Baiming from getting the ball was even harder than defending his shot!
At this moment, Galtier was indeed speechless. His mind was a complete mess. The match was not proceeding at all as he had predicted before.
Every minute and second was rewriting his expectations, and he had now completely entered a territory that was completely unfamiliar even to himself.
The only thing he could think of now was that Messi was off the field; could they try to seize control of the midfield? But Cao Baiming was still on the field, so they had to prevent him from getting the ball to have a chance of winning.
As long as Cao Baiming touched the football, it was absolutely unacceptable! Absolutely not!
However, was Arteta at this moment any different?
Although he didn't speak, looking at the situation before him, his heart was filled with shock.
He had not anticipated such a scene. Since the players wanted to play themselves, he would let them.
"Ridiculous! They actually want me not to touch the ball..."
When he heard Galtier's shouts from the sidelines, he inexplicably found it laughable.
He even felt a little pity for him.
The old man was clearly in a state of powerless rage, completely disregarding the facts.
Looking at the current situation, the Paris Saint-Germain players couldn't just ignore it. Since their coach was unreliable, they had to rely on themselves.
Mbappé and Neymar, rarely, made contact. The two stood together as if whispering.
They discussed their coordination for the rest of the match.
As for the midfield and defense, three players were directly assigned to mark Cao Baiming, staying in constant contact with him.
Even if other positions were completely vacated for him, it didn't matter. They had to defend him and shut him down at all costs!
They had to suffocate him!
Alright, alright! You're right!
Cao Baiming's eyes flickered. He wasn't afraid of being defended; it was just a few more troubles before taking a shot.