However, since he had been a Naruto fan in his previous life, he knew all kinds of jutsu in the Shinobi World inside and out. Add his "imagination" to that, and as long as he obtained intel on his enemies beforehand and devised a counterstrategy, defeating the strong while weak was entirely possible.
Take Senju Zhixin here, for example. He had already lost the moment Nawaki got close and grabbed his hands. From their earlier conversation, Nawaki had figured out that Zhixin specialized in ninjutsu, not Taijutsu. Otherwise, why would he have gone to such lengths to find advanced ninjutsu to improve his strength? A ninjutsu specialist who couldn't form Hand Seals, with an opponent skilled in Taijutsu right in his face... Zhixin's defeat was entirely deserved.
"But the world of shinobi has no 'what ifs.' Luck and intelligence are part of one's strength. For you to have achieved so much at your age is a rare feat in the Shinobi World. And your future will surely be even brighter. It's only a matter of time before you surpass the founder of my Senju Clan!" Zhixin said, his face full of sincere flattery.
He had taken to the role astonishingly quickly. He now considered himself a member of the Senju Clan and called Hashirama Senju his "ancestor." Even Nawaki's mind-sensing ability couldn't tell how much of it was genuine; he only knew that Zhixin truly meant him no harm.
Nawaki only needed him to work wholeheartedly for him. With the Cursed Seal keeping him under control, Zhixin couldn't betray him even if he wanted to, so Nawaki didn't mind if he was just putting on an act to curry favor. Besides, "smart people" like Zhixin usually made the right choices, which made them easier to control than those "fools."
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