I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 162 - 88: Jade Sea Tide-Rising Melody

"That’s not right. It doesn’t have the right power!"

The senior recorded it, deleted it, and recorded it again.

"Hum it one more time!"

Zhao Rui sighed and returned to the microphone, then started humming again.

After going back and forth like this for three hours, they barely managed to record the high C section.

"You’re amazing, senior. It’s almost exactly what I had in mind."

Zhao Rui praised her generously.

"It’s because the composition is good. But you should think a bit more about the chorus at the beginning."

"Hmm, how about you help me with it, senior? We can call it a collaboration. I’m not good with these finer details."

"This... I’ll do my best."

Hearing this, the senior’s expression turned serious. She clearly adored the melody and was worried that her contribution would be a poor addition to a masterpiece.

"Wait, let me help you register the song."

Perhaps moved by Zhao Rui letting her work on the composition, the senior took the initiative to upload the music online for him and register the initial copyright.

Zhao Rui didn’t really care about it, but it was still a good thing to have.

"It’s rare to hear two such beautiful melodies in one day. Let me treat you to dinner."

After uploading the music, the senior was still feeling rather excited and invited Zhao Rui to have dinner with her.

"Here, let me treat you instead."

Zhao Rui smiled and accepted.

The two of them left the university and had a simple meal at a small, elegant restaurant by the roadside.

Although they didn’t know each other well, she greatly admired Zhao Rui’s "talent" and took the initiative to find plenty of topics to chat about.

The meal turned out to be quite pleasant.

After all, when a girl takes the initiative, what’s left for a guy to do?

After dinner, Zhao Rui hurried to his usual spot.

It was still early, and Miao Miaomiao hadn’t arrived yet.

So, Zhao Rui took out his flute and began to slowly play from the sheet music for the Jade Sea Tide-Rising Melody he had just obtained.

Instantly, a mournful sound emerged from the flute, evoking a bright moon high in the sky, looking down upon a vast sea. The sound waves gradually rose, like furious, churning waves.

Then, the wind died down and the waves calmed. A feeling of loneliness slowly arose—a vast and empty sea, deep and desolate, from which an endless sorrow gently flowed.

As Zhao Rui played, he grew more and more proficient, his emotions rising and falling with the melody. Suddenly, he silently channeled the Heart Method of the Profound Sound Sky-Cracking Chart, driving his Inner Breath to surge from his mouth.

At once, streams of Gang Qi followed the flute’s sound, transforming into a Melody that vibrated in all directions.

The vibrations caused the surrounding dead branches to tremble violently, making rustling sounds as they fell.

"CRACK..."

With a few soft snaps, some of the more fragile, dried-out branches actually broke and fell to the ground.

Zhao Rui’s eyes lit up. He activated the Slaughter Skill within his Inner Strength, channeled it through the Inner Breath from his mouth, and transformed it into a Sound Wave that he shot out in a specific direction.

Instantly, a thick branch not far away snapped in two.

It worked!

"Haha!"

Zhao Rui was overjoyed.

’Wait, I think the records describe the Jade Sea Tide-Rising Melody as an area-of-effect attack. It mainly uses Sound Waves to vibrate an enemy’s Inner Breath to cause injury.’

’In that case, my unconscious playing at the beginning actually fit the slaughterous intent of this melody.’

’What if I add the Inner Breath vibration concept from the Six Yi Charm Immortal Technique?’

Zhao Rui’s pupils widened slightly. He felt incredibly thrilled.

No sooner said than done.

Learning martial arts was just like doing scientific research; both required you to use your brain to think and to verify.

Full of enthusiasm, Zhao Rui began his Cultivation Technique fusion experiment again.

He practiced like this for the better part of an hour, only stopping and putting away his flute when Miao Miaomiao arrived.

"That sounded so beautiful. Why haven’t I heard that piece before?"

Miao Miaomiao praised him with a light laugh.

"I composed it myself!"

"You’re kidding!"

Miao Miaomiao rolled her eyes at him, clearly not believing him.

"Let’s get started! I’ll be cultivating with your Cultivation Technique now. Good luck, Zhao Rui."

"You too!"

Zhao Rui smiled, sat down cross-legged, and began to watch over her as she cultivated.

The cold night passed without incident.

「A week passed in a flash.」

Zhao Rui finally received a call from the senior, who said she had finished completing the second piece of music and asked him to come over and take a look.

Zhao Rui hurried over immediately.

As soon as the music started, an aura of flashing blades and clashing swords—the very flavor of the Jianghu—instantly spread out like a drop of thick ink on rice paper.

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow. Although it didn’t have the same stunning feel as his original work, it was a decent match for the high C section.

"It’s pretty good!"

Zhao Rui said with a smile.

Hearing this, the senior’s expression fell. "I know it’s a far cry from the part you composed. I’ll think about it some more. I just feel like the mood is too forced."

"It’s already great!"

Zhao Rui smiled, asked her for a printed copy of the score, and familiarized himself with it.

He then tried playing the high C section, and instantly, a powerful, resounding aura of vast oceans and the turbulent Jianghu flowed melodiously from his flute.

The intermittent yet connected notes, with their strong sense of rhythm, seemed to make the entire recording studio tremble with the sound of the flute.

’This song is absolutely perfect for using a Sound Wave Skill!’

Zhao Rui was secretly delighted. The gentler parts at the beginning didn’t matter; as long as he could play the high C section, that was enough.

"Thanks, senior. How much do I owe you? I’ll transfer the money!"

"Don’t talk to me about money. You already let me help complete the score. It’s free."

The senior smiled gently. Even if her additions weren’t great, Zhao Rui’s section alone was enough to make the piece a classic.

And she got a credit for it, too!

"Alright, I’ll treat you to dinner some other time. I have class this afternoon, so I’m heading back first."

Zhao Rui said with a smile.

"Wait. The arts festival starts in a couple of days. Can I ask you to perform this piece with me?" the senior asked, her face slightly flushed with shyness.

"Me?"

Zhao Rui thought for a moment and said, "Sure. But I’m not a great player, so I hope I don’t ruin your performance."

"Of course not. Then it’s settled."

"Okay."

Zhao Rui smiled and walked out of the music building.

...

In the season of spring warmth and blooming flowers, it wasn’t just the vibrant spirit of spring that was colorful, but also the youthful energy in the hearts of the young people.

Dongqi University’s annual music festival, eagerly awaited by all, slowly raised its curtains on Friday night.

On the spacious field, every seat was taken, and even the area outside the railings was packed with onlookers.

Li Xinran was very interested in this kind of event, so she had brought Qin Rui early to save some good seats.

"Why isn’t Zhao Rui here yet?"

Seeing that the show was about to start, Li Xinran looked at the empty seat beside her and couldn’t help but complain.

At least twenty people had already come over to ask if the seat was taken.