Lu Zeming's relentless assault continued for more than twenty minutes.
Almost no part of Isobu's body remained intact. Even two of his three tails had been severed, and his abdomen had caved in all the way to the bone.
He looked utterly wretched, but Lu Zeming knew that even injuries this severe meant little to a tailed beast.
Unless he used a sealing technique, there really was no way to deal with these creatures.
Lu Zeming knew sealing techniques, plenty of them, but he had no intention of sealing a tailed beast. At least, not yet.
Making a move against the tailed beasts now would inevitably create an irreconcilable conflict with Nagato, and Lu Zeming was not yet confident he could defeat him. Besides, the tailed beasts were of little use to Lu Zeming at present.
They could neither farm nor build houses. All they could do was destroy, destroy, and destroy some more. Bringing one back could easily upset the current balance.
Fighting a tailed beast head-on to test his strength in direct combat was exactly what Lu Zeming wanted to do. Of course, it would be even better if he could make life difficult for that shit-stirrer Obito.
Lu Zeming stood with his sword in hand, watching the Three-Tails recover with all his might. He concentrated his divine sense and sent it straight into Yagura's consciousness. "Still want to fight?"
It was as though someone had lightly tapped the back of Yagura's head, jolting a narrow crack open in his consciousness. For the first time, something of his own self came through in his voice, hoarse and weary. "...Outsider, you see things more clearly than the people in my own village."
"If I'd really wanted to win, you'd already be a drooling idiot. Naturally, the fellow controlling you