Even though their strength was nowhere near his own, even though he could completely overwhelm them—Naruto, Sasuke, and now Hashirama Senju...
They were clearly nothing more than ants. So why could they dodge his attacks so easily, and even counterattack to some extent, causing him so much trouble?
Kaguya was deeply puzzled. Had she already started to grow weaker? She couldn't help asking herself.
"Mother, this isn't your fault. These people have never stopped fighting wars all these years. Their skills were honed in battle, while you dislike war and never experienced such brutal fighting. It's only natural that you're lacking in technique."
Black Zetsu had guessed what his mother was thinking and explained in good time. Kaguya's thoughts were far too simple. If no one told her these things, she might spend a whole year trying to figure them out and still fail.
Even after Black Zetsu explained it to Kaguya, she remained doubtful, unsure what these so-called combat techniques were. They hadn't existed in her era, and no matter how much he explained, she couldn't grasp them right away. Seeing this, Black Zetsu wisely said no more.
"Mother, as long as you crush them with overwhelming power, those so-called techniques will mean nothing in your presence. In the face of absolute power, every little trick is useless." Black Zetsu could only offer his mother this reassurance.
Kaguya nodded slightly. Although she didn't understand combat, she did understand that the stronger person would win. She didn't believe anyone in this world was stronger than her.
"In that case..." A cold glint flashed in Kaguya's eyes as she fixed her gaze on Hashirama Senju, her killing intent palpable. This man had not only interrupted her thoughts but had repeatedly stood in her way. He was clearly nothing more than an