Change Islands

By the rules Babu Guanguan had set, he would only teach Clumsy Bear for seven days. How much Clumsy Bear learned was up to his own ability.

They were supposed to leave this island tomorrow morning.

But Clumsy Bear felt he had only learned the barest basics. There were eighteen forms in the Drunken Fist, yet he had only learned one, so he clung tightly to Babu Guanguan's leg and refused to let go.

"Master, I haven't even learned the slightest bit of your true skill. Can't you teach me for a few more days? Boohoohoo, I can't bear to part with you, sir!"

Babu Guanguan's forehead twitched from being pestered. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Let go of me!"

But even after kicking twice, he could not shake him off. Clumsy Bear only hugged him tighter, seemingly determined to stay here no matter what.

"Master, I won't let go unless you agree! Once we leave, we may never see you again. With these pathetic skills of mine, if I lose a fight outside next time, it'll be your reputation that gets disgraced!" Clumsy Bear said righteously.

Babu Guanguan's face darkened slightly. Why had he never noticed that this bear was so clingy before?

But on second thought, Clumsy Bear had a point.

If Clumsy Bear lost outside while claiming to be Babu Guanguan's disciple with only this much skill, wouldn't that disgrace him?

But his Drunken Fist Eighteen Forms embodied a century of hard work. How could it possibly be mastered so easily? It would take years to fully comprehend it. Even a few more days would only teach him a little more of the basics.

"Even if you train with me for a few more days, you still won't amount to much! What can be accomplished in one