Seeing his opponent hold the knife in a reverse grip, Gao Guang felt reassured—not completely assured, but definitely more confident.
The thicker the arm, the stronger it is, and the stronger it is, the slower it must be; Special Forces soldiers all have developed muscles, but absolutely no one exercises in the gym to the point where their muscles turn into lumpy masses.
Hans's arms didn't seem to be made up of dead muscles, but with his large arm circumference, his speed was bound to be relatively slower, so Gao Guang believed he had an advantage in speed.
Even if routines were not for actual combat, Gao Guang, who had practiced martial arts for many years, had definitely reaped benefits, primarily in speed—not running speed, but the speed of his punches or kicks, which was certainly far beyond that of ordinary people.