"Alright, in....and out." Jing repeated to himself as he took deep, slow breaths as he stared down a small coin laying on a table. "Come on Jing, metal is still Earth. And Earth is your bitch." He muttered to himself. He widened his legs, and took a firm stance. He clenched his fists in a claw-like fashion, and placed his left hand over his right, with his left palm pointed outward, and his right facing himself. He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath in. He opened his eyes, and slowly exhaled his breath. As he exhaled he thrust his hands forward.
He looked down at the coin, which didn't move an inch. "Damn! I can heat rocks to over a thousand degrees! Why can't I move a stupid coin!?" Jing shouted in anger. He was in a fairly secluded area on the side of the mountain the Air Temple sat on, a place where he could train, and make as much noise as he wants without the others getting into his business. Jing picked up the coin, and put it in his pocket. He looked down at the table, and huffed at it. He flicked his wrist, and a small pool of lava formed underneath it, instantly burning it to a crisp.
"Stupid metalbending..." Jing huffed to himself as he flicked his wrist again, this time getting rid of the lava. "How is it that I can do that, and not move a stupid coin?!" He groaned in annoyance. He just doesn't get it, he understands how metalbending works, and he knows there is Earth in metal, but when he tries to bend it, nothing. It's pretty annoying, especially for a guy who has already mastered an even rarer form of Earthbending. Jing stomped on the ground, and a slab of rock roughly shaped like a chair sprung up.
Jing sat down on it, and took out his coin. He rubbed his thumb on the coin as he stared at it. He started rubbing the edge of his green scarf, wondering why he can't get the hang of it. He's suppose to teach the avatar Earthbending, he feels that if he can't even learn this, then what chance does he have at teaching her? "Whatever." He growled as he shoved the coin back into his pocket. He got out of his makeshift chair as he heard Natsumi shouting about something. "Can't leave them alone for one minute." He groaned.
Jing then felt the shaking of a explosion. "Good, I need something to smash!" He smirked as he created a pillar underneath his feet to launch himself back up to the temple. Jing rushed to his room, and grabbed his things. It was just a backpack with a sleeping bag, rocks for him to bend, and some dried meat. He keeps it simple. He causally walked out of his room, and towards the courtyard where everyone else was gathering around the flying bison.
He was the last to show up, and wasn't in the air shield that was made to protect them from the capsules. Instead he made a small pyramid out of Earth to protect himself. Once everything was done exploding, he cracked his shield open in half. He levitated one of the half's, and took aim at the nearest balloon. He sent the slab of Earth flying towards the balloon, hitting it directly in the balloon part. A grin crept across his face as he cracked his knuckles, this was obviously his idea of fun.
Jing swept his right arm horizontal in front of himself to create a large pool of lava. A unsettling laugh started to crackle from Jing. He launched several lobs of lava at the balloons, shooting them all out of the sky. "Now we're having fun! Any of you Princesses gonna put up a fight?!" Jing chuckled as he continued to shoot them down.
He continued to lob globs of lava at the balloons. He heard Natsumi saying something about retreating, but he didn't pay much mind to her. "Come on! Kick off your dress, and high heels Princess, it's just getting fun!" Jing smirked. He stomped his feet, and made two pillars shot up from the ground diagonally on each side of him. He dug his fingers into them. The pillars started to crack with a orange-red light, and they started to produce heat. He threw the pillars at a couple of balloons, and they exploded on impact. All while leting out a maniacal laughter.